The Mega-Zine Museum
February 4, 2000
NOMEX CLAD WATERSACK FROM THE DEPTHS OF BRANDS HATCH We need a 'Zine web page! That is all. I've only just got used to the TV!
STRAWBERRY PICCALILLI VROOM! VRM-VRM-VROOM! BEEP BEEP! "YARGH"! "You un-cultured road youth!" Please, elderly, stop walking in front of the car! I'm sure you do it on purpose. Remind me not to hang out round your way (not that I'm elderly, of course!)
PC—Stu Another new word — "flibble". Ummm, that's another lovely word, PC!
Hiya, Chuck! Tonight, on "The moment of truth" we have a challenge for WLW: spell the following correctly...
ZSJGUKGHJFWQIUHLKNHGFKHG
I'll be checking very closely!
If you succeed, you'll win my respect. If you lose... hey hey, they never did find Wild Bill Hiccup's body.
Strawberry Piccalilli
You got me! I can't figure it!
TELL MY MOM I LOVE HER!
ZINERS,
Where are all the good men dead — in the heart, or in the head? Canada! If you want me, I'll be in the bar.
See how easy it is to sound weird? And yet those lines say something if you know how to read it...
You're all a bunch of navel-gazing, honesty-surfing pussycats. Still, carry on. I find it vaguely amusing.
Rosa the Tiger
I can quite honestly say that I've
NEVER GAZED AT MY NAVEL, EVER!
Hello all Ziney folk,
This is my third letter to Zine, the others have been seen unfit by WLW to grace your pages.
I too have been rejected by society, and I'm living above the Trendie Hell-mouth where a far worse evil has been spawned. They call themselves The Neds, and are a more extreme and dangerous form of Trendie.
I need to be among others that are proud to be called freaks and are as warped as myself.
Forgotton Gothic Goddess
Consider yourself
SANCTUARIED!
Ziners,
On Sunday evening, I opened a 4oz jar of coffee.
On Tuesday evening, I noticed that I was running low.
On Wednesday, I'd finished the lot: four whole ounces in just a few days.
The Psychedelic Gloom
First it may be the odd cup, but then
YOU WANT MORE, MORE MORE MORE!!
