The Mega-Zine Museum
April 27, 2005
VIGILANTE MAELSTROM The only reason that I would want to go to a private school is because me and my friends could call ourselves Blazer Squad. You'd cause a frenzy like Kenzie.
QUEEN OF THE WOLVES What with one thing and another, I haven't written in for ages. Oh, WLW, I've missed you! Mwah!
PROFESSOR NO LEGS Hello, I haven't been here for a while. Oh, so that's where I left my solid gold bottle cap. Welcome back, Professor. Say hello to your cap.
THE WONDERFUL WANGAROO
During a rather tedious maths lesson I and my friend Alby realised the existence of one of the most deadly creatures alive today: the wangaroo. It has the head of a wombat, the body of a kangaroo, and it'll eat your face.
The wangaroo is notorious for playing mind games on the public, causing them to do silly things like buy Peter Andre records and like salad cream. So take heed, little dragons, and watch out.
Maximus Decimus
How is your face now?
I MEANT TO ASK...
STRINGING YOU ALONG
Strings, the most marvellous things. Paint them gold, wear them as bling, use them on their own to tie up everything, stick them in your mouth, try and sing, put them in your hair, say you're the string king. Wave them about, sing to Sting, put them round your finger, say it's a wedding ring.
Whatever you do, buy some string, to you it means nothing, but to me, it's everything.
Big Bob Flapper
You have stumbled across THE look of
THE SEASON. NAUTICAL BUT... NICE
YOUR TAWNY AGONY UNCLE
They say that you should always look to the future and not the past. However, I would argue that the future is an abstract concept - being undefined - ergo impossible to predict.
The past has been and gone.
Therefore be pleased with each day you get.
The Owl of Bewilderment
How profound, yet completely
UNHELPFUL AT THE SAME TIME
SILENT INVISIBILITY
I read on the net somewhere that the word "lie" is actually spelt "liet", only the "t" is silent. Also, it's invisible.
If it wasn't for the internet, how would anyone know this salient fact? It makes you wonder, doesn't it?
Rhetorical question there, WLW.
Topper
Quiet, Topper.
AND NEITHER "T" IS SILENT
IRELAND LIFE
I don't know what it is about this place but I've always wanted to be Irish. When I'm a qualified Radio DJ I want my own place over there. How cool would it be living between Bono and Keith Duffy?
That and the fact that I could bump into Brian McFadden while buying a can of Coke.
Oh, and I can do a wicked Irish accent. You want to hear it, WLW?
Emma-the-lil'-Angel
Oh, and you could play tennis with
BEWITCHED ON THE GREEN, GREEN GRASS
GIVING PRYDZ STICK
"Call on meeeeeeeeeeeee, on me, call on meeeeeeeeeeee, on me, call on meeeeeeeee, on me, call on meeeeeeeeeeeeee, on me, call on meeeeeeeeeeeee, on me..." (Repeat one hundred thousand times.)
Ahh, it's nice to see that people still put the time and effort into writing a meaningful song.
Looney Tune
And wearing meaningful gym gear,
ACCORDING TO MANY OF MY MALE FRIENDS
NOSTALGIA: NOT WHAT IT WAS
I wish I could be 17 all over again. I mean it was like the best year ever. Nothing was boring, and the girls all seemed to be stunning. Now everyone's old and boring with boyfriends.
The sucky-est thing of all though is I still look about 12, meaning everyone my age treats me like a little kid.
Oh, I should be in class, so bye.
Spiky Stuy
A kid? What like the things that sit
IN PRAMS? UGH...
