The Mega-Zine Museum
July 12, 1998
D.L.X. Why do we do it? Where is it all going? Who am I? Who are you? Who are we? "To answer that I would have to be very intelligent or very stupid, and I am neither" - Eugene Ionesco.
LITTLE OWL Do what thou wilt. So mote it be. This snippet had the wit-to-woo me into putting it on air.
RAH RAH STOIC GIRL I am in a severe state of depression. I can't find anyone who liked "El Dorado" on TV. Don't go there, you do and I quit!
'ZINERS,
Hello. Boing... Boing... I'm on a trampoline. Boing... Boing...
If you want a laugh at a fast-food restaurant worker's expense, walk up to the counter, and when they ask if they can help, say NO and leave.
Hello. Ecky Ecky Ecky Twang Pzazz Zoom. That's all.
Gimpy the Page.
I bet you get invited to
LOADS OF PARTIES.
TO MEGA-ZINE,
Hanson are rubbish, Spice Girls are tat, 911 are smelly socks, Five live in a garden shed, Boyzone are really aliens, Backstreet Boys are spawn of Carol Vorderman, All Saints are terrible and Bewitched are cheese!
Debate/problem sorted.
Jacobean Bounty Hunter from the Devil's Toilet.
What is it about these up-tight
VAL DOONICAN FANS?
HEY HEY HEY,
I've found an example of everyday evil. Mirrors!
Every time I see one there's this mass of hair and craters in the shape of a person. But when my friend looks the thing has disguised itself as said friend.
And if you break them it's seven years bad luck. Evil they are!
Ickle Blobcreature.
You're right! And they're useless for
CLEANING YOUR TEETH.
'ZINERS,
Wriggling, logical, objectional witticisms are my specialism. Life in a test tube would be fun, or melting in the overpowering, deadlife, heat of the indispensable sun.
Plausibility is fine in small doses within the confines of the immaterial, eternal spirit, but in the real world life is exchangeable all too easily, time for humanity bye-bye?
Obliged.
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