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May 5—6, 2000

HOMER SIMPSON'S BATH SPONGE How come only orange Smarties have a taste? I know, it's weird, isn't it?

WONKO THE SANE Don't you hate it when people never don't use double negatives? No, I don't never get cross.

A MARS LANDING MISS MONEYPENNY Speaking of Macy Gray, on the bus the other day these stupid townie lads were singing I Try at me. Yes, I may have big hair but at least sing something different. Quite right — anything but Macy Gray. Good job you don't look like Lolly.

 

THINGS THAT ROCK MY WORLD,

  1. WLW putting my random quote on Mega — I love you!
  2. Feeder — source of random quote. Ah Grant, how I love you.
  3. Pilchards and fish in general. Alive though — sooooooo pretty.
  4. Pencils
  5. Glitter
  6. Hello Kitty
  7. Insomnia — us cats thrive on it!

Loads love,

Groupiegirl xx

Don't forget chocolate, my mum,

DEPECHE MODE, ARSENAL AND CATS!

 

NOT A ONE-LETTER WONDER. SEE?

Hello, it's me again. Yes, the Evil Cheesemeister.

Now, about this 'Ziners' anthem. It has to be something by Alanis Morissette. I don't really know which, but definitely something by her.

Anyway, I just want to say that I don't really like eating cheese. I'm allergic to most kinds of it, and the same goes for rice pudding. Ewwwwww!

The Evil Cheesemeister

And mushrooms remember... imagine

MUSHROOM-FLAVOURED RICE PUD — EWWW!

 

DEAR WLW,

A while ago I caught a friend reading Backchat. I confronted her and it turned out she was a long-term user. She confessed that she'd been trying to kick the habit for some time, but without success. She was desperate.

I booked her into the 'Zine Rehab Centre for Backchat Addiction. Cold turkey was hard for her but she succeeded.

Backchat — it's not big, it's not clever and it can kill!

Sinister Tree Spirit

Doctor WLW endorses the above

WHOLEHEARTEDLY

 

WLW,

I am not living, just killing time. An inanimate object, caught in a fast-flowing current of people who have lives. My neon nothingness blinds my way.

Why can't I stop time? But I'll only hurt myself. The days remain intact.

When will I receive my wages from the hovering aliens above, for my so-called life on this planet?

Karma Policewoman

Here's a girl

WHO NEEDS A GOOD NIGHT OUT