The Mega-Zine Museum
November 8, 1999
MISS TRISTESSE I enclose a small financial gift for WLW. WHERE? I looked everywhere... is this some kind of sick joke?
SISOSA FOX-JEDI I hate approximately 99% of the pupils at my school but I do quite like the teachers. Whoa! Another sicko.
JUSTIN CASE WLW are you Santa Claus? Er, yes... and you are all my little elves so get present-making and send them to the usual address.
ZINERS
There's a phrase — 'Trust me I'm a doctor' right? Well, can we really trust them???
I mean, sure, they SAY it's a flu jab but that's what they want you to think — it could be some illegal alien bacteria.
Alienated Fishfinger
Well, Captain Paranoia
IS WELL AND TRULY ON YOUR SHOULDER
CHRISTALBALLS
You're just another member of the townie population. You say we aren't being ourselves when you'd wear a sack if it was fashionable.
Drugs? We're not the ones taking ecstasy at raves every weekend.
At least we are intelligent enough to know what we like. Get a life. Marilyn Manson rocks.
Sweet Dreams
I'm sorry! Just when did sacks
STOP BEING FASHIONABLE?
TO THE THING THAT COULDN'T SPELL
Why don't all 'Ziners wear a little badge with our 'Zine pseudonym on it.
Then if we recognise each other while gazing at the canned fruit section we can both scream and be happy.
But to make sure we are 'Ziners and not just badge-wearing loonies, we will have to decide on a colour scheme. I vote for purple and vomit yellow.
The Jacobean Skate Punk
Admiring canned fruit may be
ENOUGH OF A GIVEAWAY
'ZINERS,
Modern life is rubbish. We all live in our separate parallel universes waiting for the time when we may touch each other, or more likely, collide in a smoke bomb of greed and apathetic dust.
There is no saviour in these bleak times, save in our imagination and instinct, which is slowly being siphoned off for use as the gelling agent in Mars Bars.
THE UNTOUCHABLE ONE
I should be OK for imagination then
I EAT ENOUGH OF THE THINGS
