The Mega-Zine Museum
January 24, 2000
C3PO'S SECRET LOVER Print my letter, damn you! Er... it got lost in the post and then R2D2 ate it!
VENUS IN COMBATS For all the centuries of madness, my only plea is for one day of sanity. And you write to 'Zine?
DORMANT ASSASSIN If a scientist invented invisibility in the morning, you can bet by midday they'll be hanging around the changing rooms. I'm working on this one myself.
LIFE IS...
You want me? Well why don't you come and find me? I'll be waiting, with a gun and a pack of sandwiches, or nothing.
'Cause I'm a shadowboxer baby and I want to be ready for what you do — I've been swinging round me 'cause I don't know when you're going to make your move.
Living Dead Girl
Be honest,
IS THIS ALL YOUR OWN WORK?
VENUS IN COMBATS
'Zine has become as boring as McCorporation fast food.
I lurk behind this pseudonym, but I'm confused in my mind and I need to vent thoughts. I'm neither Robbie Williams nor the late Jean-Michel Basquiat.
I'm not a sentinel of Seth or the pop icon of a generation, but I feel like Edward Scissorhands.
The Jacobean Skate Punk from the Devil's Toilet
I'm confused
YOU WANT FRIES WITH THAT?
FORGIVE ME WLW, FOR I HAVE SINNED...
In a moment of weakness I wrote into Backchat. I hope you and the 'Ziners can forgive this un-'Zinelike act and accept me back into the collective weirdness that is Mega-zine.
Come to think of it, Backchat didn't print my letter. Do you edit that too?
Spaced-out space cadet
Outrageous!
Be HERESY!
FOR ALL YOU PARANOID 'ZINERS
How do you know that the world as you know it really exists? How do you know that you really exist?
For all you know you could be a figment of someone else's imagination, and have deluded yourself into thinking you are real.
If that is true, then who is imagining you? Are you real?
Sweet dreams.
Kloudnyne, philosophical ninja for hire
That's me
BACK ON PROZAC
