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letter from the editor

all right. now that we're through with allthat necessary bS, I'll give you a brief run-down of who's who, what's what and what's not: there's rumors that our almighty dAev has gotten tangled in between some sort of seaweeeed beneath shipwrecks, prostitutes, fuzzy navels, hot dogs and I think if I read his rant right, somebody's legs... via remote control, yes, we know, ok...dAev-toke! just let me know when I can will this e-zine back to you. heh
I want to welcome newcomers: elaine thomas, Michael Hathaway, Scott Holdstad and rohe to the ho!d. from what I've read, I'm pretty sure we can do away with t.v., talk shows, soap operas and dance-line kicks at kids attacking alien mannequins with water pistols, sting rays and already-licked ends of oreo cookies used as boomerangs in the lost n found dept. of the local Walmart. yes, we can move on to ky jel and after dinner mints.
ahh yes, Dolomite, our demigod leads us to earth through his heaven's hell of ranting! ::applause::
and skull, well, I'ma longin' ta meetcha and that ol bertha wench of yers. yea, yea, and those "animals-in-action" yes...!
and trellis, our robot chimp never lets us down with his 'spidery music'...ahhh~

one more thing (or maybe two):

• some things are not quacked up like you think click here
  
• he has a new bag request

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o. yea. and me. well, I'm just here for the hell of it all!
*for those interested; my column 'Smell ME' will be back next month... sPpPAaaaazzzzZ

cait collins
night dAev

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