The Mega-Zine Museum
November 9, 2000
THE ELIXIR VIXEN If a tree falls in a forest and no-one is around to hear it, will anybody care? I suspect the Lonely Pine In The Forest Of Misery will care.
BLACKSHEEP So tell me, WLW, what exactly is this popularity lark all about? Dunno, no-one likes me, not even me mum (cue quivering bottom lip).
FOUR INCH HORSEMAN One day, my army of chocolate pygmies shall rule the world. But I'm not sure which one. If it's this one, then they ain't safe round these parts, being made of choccie.
WLW AND FELLOW 'ZINERS
After spending nearly a week off school, I thought a miracle might have happened. Something marvellous involving trendies and a nuclear bomb.
Returning to the hell hole on Friday, I was disillusioned to find this hadn't happened. Why? I sprinkled some wish dust given to me by this fairy chick I saw hanging around one evening.
She promised me. My advice? Never trust a fairy.
BabE wiTH pOiSonEd LiPS
Never trust someone who
BELIEVES IN FAIRIES, I RECKON
PARSLEY ON THE MEANING OF LIFE
There is no meaning of life. Life is utterly and profoundly meaningless. If you look deeply enough into anything, all you will find is the superficial and the incidental.
Sure, things happen for a reason but nothing happens for a purpose, and all life is the result of a chance meeting between four proteins millions of years ago.
Parsley Possum
Hmmmmm... OK... so... what do we think
OF THE NEW WESTLIFE SINGLE?
WLW
This is my first e-mail to Mega-zine. I thought I'd have a go at running for office:
Name: | Insomniac |
Policies: | To ban all music by Coldplay, Travis and the Stereomoronics and to elevate Grant Nicholas of Feeder to a god-like status. |
Vice-President: | No-one. I rule alone! |
Insomniac
Oooh, never meant to cause you trouble,
HOWEVER — WE LIKE KELLY JONES, K?
HMMM... A STRANGE STORY
Today I was talking to a girl. She picked up my homework journal, enthralled by curious arty designs on it. She opened it, to be greeted by the faces of Radiohead.
"Who are they?" she said. I said "Radiohead" in a you're-a-bit-dim tone.
Then, "Who the hell is that?" she says. I retort: "Badly Drawn Boy."
Her face was blank. "What? You've never heard of Badly Drawn Boy?" I say.
Honestly, what is the world coming to?
Karma Policewoman
I know, I mean, who can't name
ONE OF HIS SONGS? EH?
WLW
I don't wish to cause offence, but I couldn't help but notice that your policies are decidedly leftie in contrast to most 'Ziners. They say, "String up trendies," and you say, "Let them eat chocolate." Am I right?
Wahey! I think I'll join the secret service and root out evil commies like yourself before retiring to a life of wealth and Arsenal season tickets.
The Pickled Penguin
Leftie? Moi? Arsenal season tickets are
THE HEIGHT OF DECADENCE, YOU KNOW!
WHAT NAMES MEAN:
Pokemon: | Pocket monsters |
Carpe Diem: | Seize the day |
Slipknot: | A load of unimaginative, repetitive *bleep* |
The above list was edited in order to avoid ruining the minds of today's youth (any more).
Secluded Rainbow
Lolly: Sad, middle-aged freak of nature
CHRIS TARRANT: ANNOYING EGOMANIAC