The Mega-Zine Museum
December 4, 1995
SAD LAD would like to be the first to wish everyone a merry Christmas. Sorry mate, you weren't the first, but thanks for the thought!
ANGEL OF SUFFERING bids us RISE! Queen of the Damned, bow before your nemesis!
BELLE thinks Rolf's a wimp on Animal Hospital. Why didgeri-doo the BBC let him get away with it?
ARTIST FORM'LY KNOWN AS GONZO - return!
VIOLET SUNFLOWER with WLW wordpower...
Don't freak if we cut what you speak!
DON'T POUT IF WE CUT A # OUT. Ta VS.
DEAR SPACEBOY
You chose the song that means so much, the song played at my friend's funeral.
Spaceboy, because that's what he is now, you see the beauty in the music.
If Billie is God, then my friend is his Angel and you are my Messiah!
Sweet Sweet
TOP FOUR UNANSWERED QUESTIONS ON EXAMS:
- Why are the desks so small?
- Why does your ruler fall off the desk all the time? (Could this have something to do with Question 1?)
- Why do they give you tracing paper when you don't need it?
- Why do teachers stop and stare at you for about 5 minutes?
Rave Child
And why does everyone else seem to be
WRITING MUCH MORE THAN YOU? Aaagh!
TIME SCARE
CRIKEY! (or words to that effect), it's five years to the end of the decade, century (Blur-ta-stic) and millenium.
- 2000 years ago lived Jesus.
- 1000 years ago there were castles and all that.
- As for the year 3000 - who knows?
- Live for today!
Britpop Jellytot
Look forward to tomorrow - but remember
TODAY IS YESTERDAY'S TOMORROW!
DEAR 'ZINE
Just after I had finished writing an anti-lottery letter to you, the lottery programme came on TV.
The numbers on my mum's ticket just kept on coming - five numbers in all!
Despite my anti-lottery stance, if that sixth number had appeared, the lottery would have become the best thing ever.
Perhaps that's what's wrong with it!
The Joyrider
Is money the root of all evil or is
IT JUST THE DESIRE FOR MORE?!
INSPIRED
Night sky is like a protective shield
Hiding people from others
It camouflages emotions with shadows
Leaving only twinkling stars.
These stars, like a forgotten language
Hold many secrets
But with one glance
They can give everything away.
Purple Ice-Maiden
