~Hey, I'm Delia Dennis.~

^And I'm Deidre Dennis! You might know us as the late Joker's right hand chicks, the Dee Dee Twins! Er, actually, we're not really sure he's dead.^

~He better be, 'cause he'd be REALLY pissed if he were to see this. See, ever since we got out from under our "dear" Nana Harley's -~

^As if! :P^

~Ever since we got out from under "Madame Witch's" thumb, we've been hangin' at clubs and stuff, where we are constantly being hounded by questions. "Was he the REAL Joker?" "What was it like working for him?" "Did you ever, y'know, DO it with him?"~

^About that last one, HECK NO! Well, *I* didn't, I dunno about Delia.^

~WHAT? Um, NO! Grossness!~

^*LOL* ^_^^

~UGH! Deidre, stop with the chat room crap! Anyway, we thought it would be easier if we just wrote it down for everyone! Maybe even write a book!~

^Yeah! We'll call it: "I Was A Teenage Joker!"^

~Uhhh no. Well, we'll think of something. For now, we're gonna give you the FACTS!~

^Right! No bells and whistles here!^

~Understand, of course, we might've taken a few things out. And maybe put a few things in.~

^But essentially it's the real, true deal! Really! Oh, one more thing: DON'T TELL NANA HARLEY!^

~Oh yeah, she would TOTALLY slag us if she found out we were writing this thing.~

^Totally!^

~Speaking of which, I think I hear her coming now! Crap! We'll be back - don't go away!~

^TTFN! *LOL*^

~Arrrgh, Dee!~