--god------------------------------------------------------------------------
y0lk 25: ethereal experiences for perverted pyromaniacs
--dog------------------------------------------------------------------------
well, this isnt very y0lkish, but i have to write about it. last
night a very strange thing happened to me.
i was sitting at the computer, playing some mud, and listening to the
song pets by porno for pyros on the radio. the song was coming in quite
normally, actually a bit clear for the radio... and it began and ended as it
would have normally, but after the song something strange happened. i realized
that i wasnt listening to the radio. the house was completely silent, being
it 12:00 at night.
but the strange thing is... i heard the whole damn song! it just
orchestrated in my head, and it was very weird. i was tapping my foot against
the monitor and enjoying the song and everything... but i wasnt listening to
it, just imagining... quite a vivid imagination, i guess.
anyway, i had to write about it. thats where i got the title,
ethereal experiences for perverted pyromaniacs. its a stupid title, i know.
all the titles are stupid. im stupid.
--aww------------------------------------------------------------------------
in reference to hoochs complaint about dos editor and reading my
issues, use acidview to view, aciddraw to write. theyre great. plus high
ascii is right there if youre writing. i know. im a stupid little
doodleboy.
y0lk 25, wow. were 1/4 of the way there to 100 issues. thats
materialism. race through the course of the zine, leave the quality to those
who care. bah. were getting to 100. we shall outdo hoe by letting them
outdo us. that didnt make sense, even to me.
--squished ziners------------------------------------------------------------
there are these band lockers at school. well, this is hard to explain,
but theyre big enough to put maybe one small body. like those midgets at
school that look like visiting kindergarteners, but it turns out theyre
seniors... well...
anyway, i was bored today. so were my friends. so i squished myself
in one of these band lockers, and motioned for the smallest of us to join me.
he squished in next to me, and after about 5 minutes worth of struggle, we got
the door closed. yay!
but thats not the half of it. we sat around for a while and decided
to try to fit another friend in. so i got in with the original friend, and we
sat in the same positions, as the third of us climbed in. he contorted his
body so well. i could hear his joints crack like tree branches. and he got
in! it was amazing. his head was in my ass. and we stayed there for 10
minutes, mostly because we couldnt get out. some schmuck locked us in.
HIS HEAD WAS IN MY ASS FOR TEN MINUTES.
--ahhhhh---------------------------------------------------------------------
you know something? i live for meaninglessness. pip is god, black
francis is a weiner. no joke. if i liked quality writing, id join dto.
so catch on to the new fad, kids! its cool to be a dork! its okay if you
suck! see, thats why i like edicius and jonas. thats why we all do. well,
i hope we all do.
if we all dont, fuck you. honestly, i cant ever finish a dto issue.
i could hardly ever finish a hoe issue. but gasp i could finish. gasp ruled
cuz pip honestly, HONESTLY, HONESTLY didnt care. just like myself. heh.
where the hell is pip, anyway?
--drunk as fuck, naked in a ditch somewhere with his dick in his hands-------
ohh yeah... well. that was some exclusive shit up there. if you dont
know about the early 95 zine scene, youre lost. but i hope that touched some
of the big zine writers out there who spend hours on zines and say they dont
give a fuck. because they do.
heh, im dumping shit on people that work hard. is that communism?
well, close to it. not really. ugh, shut up dave.
--yeah, shut up dave---------------------------------------------------------
ok, fine. bye.
french movie ending
-fin-
--hooch----------------------------------------------------------------------
tag rules! heh.. that was a great article, really. heh. i totally agree
about dto. jesus, whenever i read a creed article, i feel like writing a
whole y0lk in response to it. rad!@
--index----------------------------------------------------------------------
title author
01 the other white meat creed
02 several k-leet hax0rs sitting around a campfire and groovin creed
03 nuclear weapons, global destruction, op wars. creed
04 a young man, an infant, a yak... all living in sin creed
05 household uses for afghanistanian food creed
06 pour cement down my anus hooch
07 hail santa! creed
08 hasidism and sysops - a pair for the nineties? hooch
09 lunchables rock. creed
10 t-shirts and toejam bedlam
11 nap-time - the dog prank - exclusive interview hooch
12 movie reviews showgirls!@ - win95 vs. os/2 sorta hooch
13 straight outta compton - dialchix - muh dawg!@ hooch
14 im a tall, goofy, dorky, chink phorce
15 bedazzled by the eliteness creed
16 how to blow your nuts out with cornstarch and orangina creed
17 i am a warez pup - who are you? hooch
18 lemmings phorce
19 the science of astrology belial
20 the notorious anticlimactic bastards of the zine scene cd/h0
21 dUcK 54uc3?!!? phorce
22 top 5000 reasons why i should kill myself creed
23 citrus fruits for sale phorce
24 group masturbation belial
25 ethereal experiences for perverted pyromaniacs creed
y0lk 25: ethereal experiences for perverted pyromaniacs
--dog------------------------------------------------------------------------
well, this isnt very y0lkish, but i have to write about it. last
night a very strange thing happened to me.
i was sitting at the computer, playing some mud, and listening to the
song pets by porno for pyros on the radio. the song was coming in quite
normally, actually a bit clear for the radio... and it began and ended as it
would have normally, but after the song something strange happened. i realized
that i wasnt listening to the radio. the house was completely silent, being
it 12:00 at night.
but the strange thing is... i heard the whole damn song! it just
orchestrated in my head, and it was very weird. i was tapping my foot against
the monitor and enjoying the song and everything... but i wasnt listening to
it, just imagining... quite a vivid imagination, i guess.
anyway, i had to write about it. thats where i got the title,
ethereal experiences for perverted pyromaniacs. its a stupid title, i know.
all the titles are stupid. im stupid.
--aww------------------------------------------------------------------------
in reference to hoochs complaint about dos editor and reading my
issues, use acidview to view, aciddraw to write. theyre great. plus high
ascii is right there if youre writing. i know. im a stupid little
doodleboy.
y0lk 25, wow. were 1/4 of the way there to 100 issues. thats
materialism. race through the course of the zine, leave the quality to those
who care. bah. were getting to 100. we shall outdo hoe by letting them
outdo us. that didnt make sense, even to me.
--squished ziners------------------------------------------------------------
there are these band lockers at school. well, this is hard to explain,
but theyre big enough to put maybe one small body. like those midgets at
school that look like visiting kindergarteners, but it turns out theyre
seniors... well...
anyway, i was bored today. so were my friends. so i squished myself
in one of these band lockers, and motioned for the smallest of us to join me.
he squished in next to me, and after about 5 minutes worth of struggle, we got
the door closed. yay!
but thats not the half of it. we sat around for a while and decided
to try to fit another friend in. so i got in with the original friend, and we
sat in the same positions, as the third of us climbed in. he contorted his
body so well. i could hear his joints crack like tree branches. and he got
in! it was amazing. his head was in my ass. and we stayed there for 10
minutes, mostly because we couldnt get out. some schmuck locked us in.
HIS HEAD WAS IN MY ASS FOR TEN MINUTES.
--ahhhhh---------------------------------------------------------------------
you know something? i live for meaninglessness. pip is god, black
francis is a weiner. no joke. if i liked quality writing, id join dto.
so catch on to the new fad, kids! its cool to be a dork! its okay if you
suck! see, thats why i like edicius and jonas. thats why we all do. well,
i hope we all do.
if we all dont, fuck you. honestly, i cant ever finish a dto issue.
i could hardly ever finish a hoe issue. but gasp i could finish. gasp ruled
cuz pip honestly, HONESTLY, HONESTLY didnt care. just like myself. heh.
where the hell is pip, anyway?
--drunk as fuck, naked in a ditch somewhere with his dick in his hands-------
ohh yeah... well. that was some exclusive shit up there. if you dont
know about the early 95 zine scene, youre lost. but i hope that touched some
of the big zine writers out there who spend hours on zines and say they dont
give a fuck. because they do.
heh, im dumping shit on people that work hard. is that communism?
well, close to it. not really. ugh, shut up dave.
--yeah, shut up dave---------------------------------------------------------
ok, fine. bye.
french movie ending
-fin-
--hooch----------------------------------------------------------------------
tag rules! heh.. that was a great article, really. heh. i totally agree
about dto. jesus, whenever i read a creed article, i feel like writing a
whole y0lk in response to it. rad!@
--index----------------------------------------------------------------------
title author
01 the other white meat creed
02 several k-leet hax0rs sitting around a campfire and groovin creed
03 nuclear weapons, global destruction, op wars. creed
04 a young man, an infant, a yak... all living in sin creed
05 household uses for afghanistanian food creed
06 pour cement down my anus hooch
07 hail santa! creed
08 hasidism and sysops - a pair for the nineties? hooch
09 lunchables rock. creed
10 t-shirts and toejam bedlam
11 nap-time - the dog prank - exclusive interview hooch
12 movie reviews showgirls!@ - win95 vs. os/2 sorta hooch
13 straight outta compton - dialchix - muh dawg!@ hooch
14 im a tall, goofy, dorky, chink phorce
15 bedazzled by the eliteness creed
16 how to blow your nuts out with cornstarch and orangina creed
17 i am a warez pup - who are you? hooch
18 lemmings phorce
19 the science of astrology belial
20 the notorious anticlimactic bastards of the zine scene cd/h0
21 dUcK 54uc3?!!? phorce
22 top 5000 reasons why i should kill myself creed
23 citrus fruits for sale phorce
24 group masturbation belial
25 ethereal experiences for perverted pyromaniacs creed
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