Saturday Showcase - April 2008.
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You! Me! Milkshakes!
Please vote for your bestest letter in April.
The closing date for all the votes is 20/5/2008.
Please vote!
1. Crude.
I've decided to test the limits of crudeness on Teletext. It's taken me three months, but I've funally managed to sort all the swear words in the English language into offensive order. I figure the second this letter gets edited is the point to which I can't be rude.
List follows: gra-*censored by WLW*.
Dr "There are slugs where exactly?" Namgge.
Two more self-censorships in one 'Zine. WLW obsolescence level: steady at 2%.
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2. Guten abend.
Hello WuhLeWuh, how's tricks in Zine land? I thought I'd better make a reappearance to warn you that there's a robotic seal with a penchant for giraffe legs outside. I know what you're thinking. RoboSeals can't climb seals. WRONG. They have developed wings! Panic NOW!
Lilac Leopard.
Pah, it'll have to get past Mabel first.
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3. Busy busy!
To Anonymous Bosh: oh my goodness, please leave WLW alone! She cannot remember *everything*! She is really busy: she writes Zine and all the TV pages, fetches muffins and coffee for Earls, and also hunts ghosts in the cathedrals.
Also, WLW, you should not say "shocka". This is not the 'hood, and you are not Jay-Z.
Lots of love and sunshine,
Miss Whiskers and The Soul Cake Duck.
"She"?
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4. Why don't you print me?
There are many reasons your letters might not get printed...
1. WLW hates you.
2. You are neither funny nor original.
3. You neglected to include any bribes.
4. You accidentally emailed the old Club 140 address and cyberspace ate your message.
5. You sent a message composed of incomprehensible text speak; in which case, see point 1.
Insane Jam Sow.
More importantly, see point 3.
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5. Local election campaigns.
Here's a typical phone conversation...
JM: I'm calling from the Labour Party.
Man: Where? Why do you want to speak to my wife? She's not here.
Woman: Who is it, love?
Man: Some (bleep) politician. He sounds northern.
Woman: Tell him I'm in the bath.
Man: We're not voting for that (bleep), go and (bleep) and don't dare (bleep).
JM: Well, sorry to have (dial tone).
Junior Minister.
You were born for greater things, JM.
*Please vote!
The closing date for all the votes is 20/5/2008.
Please vote!
1. Crude.
I've decided to test the limits of crudeness on Teletext. It's taken me three months, but I've funally managed to sort all the swear words in the English language into offensive order. I figure the second this letter gets edited is the point to which I can't be rude.
List follows: gra-*censored by WLW*.
Dr "There are slugs where exactly?" Namgge.
Two more self-censorships in one 'Zine. WLW obsolescence level: steady at 2%.
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2. Guten abend.
Hello WuhLeWuh, how's tricks in Zine land? I thought I'd better make a reappearance to warn you that there's a robotic seal with a penchant for giraffe legs outside. I know what you're thinking. RoboSeals can't climb seals. WRONG. They have developed wings! Panic NOW!
Lilac Leopard.
Pah, it'll have to get past Mabel first.
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3. Busy busy!
To Anonymous Bosh: oh my goodness, please leave WLW alone! She cannot remember *everything*! She is really busy: she writes Zine and all the TV pages, fetches muffins and coffee for Earls, and also hunts ghosts in the cathedrals.
Also, WLW, you should not say "shocka". This is not the 'hood, and you are not Jay-Z.
Lots of love and sunshine,
Miss Whiskers and The Soul Cake Duck.
"She"?
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4. Why don't you print me?
There are many reasons your letters might not get printed...
1. WLW hates you.
2. You are neither funny nor original.
3. You neglected to include any bribes.
4. You accidentally emailed the old Club 140 address and cyberspace ate your message.
5. You sent a message composed of incomprehensible text speak; in which case, see point 1.
Insane Jam Sow.
More importantly, see point 3.
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5. Local election campaigns.
Here's a typical phone conversation...
JM: I'm calling from the Labour Party.
Man: Where? Why do you want to speak to my wife? She's not here.
Woman: Who is it, love?
Man: Some (bleep) politician. He sounds northern.
Woman: Tell him I'm in the bath.
Man: We're not voting for that (bleep), go and (bleep) and don't dare (bleep).
JM: Well, sorry to have (dial tone).
Junior Minister.
You were born for greater things, JM.
*Please vote!
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You! Me! Milkshakes!
The bestest letter in April was "Guten Abend" by Lilac Leopard.
She got 4 out of 10 votes.
Well done.
Guten abend.
Hello WuhLeWuh, how's tricks in Zine land? I thought I'd better make a reappearance to warn you that there's a robotic seal with a penchant for giraffe legs outside. I know what you're thinking. RoboSeals can't climb seals. WRONG. They have developed wings! Panic NOW!
Lilac Leopard.
Pah, it'll have to get past Mabel first.
She got 4 out of 10 votes.
Well done.
Guten abend.
Hello WuhLeWuh, how's tricks in Zine land? I thought I'd better make a reappearance to warn you that there's a robotic seal with a penchant for giraffe legs outside. I know what you're thinking. RoboSeals can't climb seals. WRONG. They have developed wings! Panic NOW!
Lilac Leopard.
Pah, it'll have to get past Mabel first.
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So… Posting a new thread is Fission Mailing… so I’m putting this here.
Emma:
I know there aren’t many people looking at this anymore… but I have made the decision to stop paying for the VR hosting and to let the domain lapse.
Emma:
I think it will be going offline around the end of May
Emma:
It’s been almost 10 years since James passed away… and I feel like it’s time.
Emma:
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