Issue #16, 5 February 1996
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Renee Elrod (aka XX or Xavier Xerxes): firstname.lastname@example.org
Melissa Hoffmeyer (aka DP or Dr. Pepper): email@example.com
Andy Hoffmeyer (aka MM or Marvin the Magnificent)
--DP's brother & computer expert
FME on the web: http://www.pressenter.com/~melvan/
Today, a special, cheery, FME welcome goes out to all our new subscribers.
We found 30 new subscriptions in our mailboxes this week! Which brings
our grand total to... 111 people!!! And a hearty "Thank you" goes
out to all those questioning minds out there who wrote the Wise Sage
questions in the past couple of weeks. She no longer needs to knit
socks to squelch her boredom:-)
Vocabulary word of the week: Eruct. It means "to belch". Go
ahead--look it up. We dare ya.
Please answer the following one-question quiz
2. Are you a human being?
C. Both A and B
D. Neither A nor B
E. All of the above
F. None of the above
How to interpret the results: if you answered a, b, c, d, e, or f,
you should continue on to read the rest of this magazine.
The following is stoopid. It is in fact so stoopid that
we don't think you should read it. But read it anyway.
AS THE TRACTOR BURNS*
Raul: played by Jim Varney
Esmerelda: played by Roseanne
I.M. Gilty: played by O.J. Simpson
Howard Stern: played by Barney the Dinosaur
Al Rightithen: played by Jim Carrey
Buffy: played by Princess Di
Last week on ATTB, the taxi driver which has kidnapped
Raul and Esmeralda decides to return them to their homes.
Meanwhile, the rest of the gang has contacted 911. (and gotten
a wacko operator on the line).
Outside the bakery...
Howard: I think we should take that *#!* 911 operator,
and tie her !?*# toenails to a #@! rabid dog!!
Buffy: Violence is not the way to solve problems, Howard.
Al: I don't know why not. What about football?
I.M.: Do football players use the metric system?
Buffy: What does that have to do with anything?
I.M.: I don't know.
Al: Does it have to relate to anything? I mean, this is just a
stupid internet magazine soap opera anyway.
Buffy: Where'd he come from?
Al: Who cares? Let's find Raul and Esmerelda.
Howard: Yeah- what he said.
Buffy: You *always* say that!
Howard: Yeah- what she said.
In the taxi...
Taxi driver: So where do you live anyway?
Raul: There. (points to a phone booth)
Taxi driver: What, are you Superman or something?
Raul: Hey! Don't tell anyone!
Esmerelda: You're Superman? How come you never told me?
Raul: Shh! I don't want everyone to know!
Esmerelda: (yelling out the window) Hey, this is Superman!!
Raul: Hey, didn't these writers say last week that we were already
Esmerelda: Yeah, but they've been sniffing a lot of Kool-aid dust
Join us next time when something happens.
* Wise Sage *
**Do you have one of those questions that keeps you up
at night, wondering? Ask the Wise Sage!
email firstname.lastname@example.org with your questions
Dear Wise Sage:
What is a mojo and how do I get it to work?
unsigned: No Help from Dictionaries
To No Help...,
A mojo is an obscure relative of the weed whacker, often used as a murder
weapon. As for getting it to work... plugging it in might help!
Dear Wise Sage,
Why do you think you can't end a sentence with a preposition? Don't you
realize that you're blindly following unfounded and outdated rules of
grammar that oughtn't to be followed?
Dear Concerned pedant,
Yes, grammar rules are made to be broken...
the *real* question is- who fixes the broken rules??
The Section Where Other People Write
**To see your original, funny stories, poems, ideas, or
whatever in this section, email email@example.com
There is a book that both XX and I (DP) have read and thought
very funny. It is called _Pocket Girdles and Other Confessions
of a Northwest Farmgirl_ written by Marianne Love, who also
writes "Postcards from Potato Land" every week (and recruits
more subscribers for FME than anyone else). We think you would
like this book, too. If you'd like to order this book, send
email to firstname.lastname@example.org for more information.
Postcards from Potato Land
We will not try to outcold anyone this week because we know
that's impossible. We did have ice on the horse trough though.
We knew it was definitely cold Thursday because it was a
two-bucket day for thawing the hydrant. Rambo and Baby Horse
had sparkly silver beards and tiny icicles hanging from their
Folks here were mainly couch potatoes and mouse potatoes
throughout the week. Mountains were snow white during the day
and hot pink at sunset. The sky was deep blue. Ebbie the
Labrador made quick trips outside to do her duty. And even the
cats made crunchy sounds while slinking through the bushes.
The cold caused sadness in Potato Land Saturday when two natives
thought the ice on beautiful Lake Pend Oreille (pronounced
Ponderay) was thick enough for their Thunderbird. The car wound
its way across a bay once during the early morning hours, but
the second time was not so good. We were driving by on a
picture taking outing and saw lots of hugs and the tears of
disbelief where divers had pulled them from their death chamber
47 feet beneath the surface.
It is beautiful in Potato Land, but sometimes the beauty can be dangerous.
To all our friends, be careful. Ice is not always nice.
The following poem was written by
2 postmen said they were sorry
they went home and their wives said
"what was the first line of this poem all about?"
and they answered it was art,
go back to bed
URGENT FME NEWS!!!
Hahahahaha!!! There is no news this week! Except that MM is
planning to install Linux on the computer sometime in the very
near future and that DP's account may be temporarily inactive
until we get it all sorted out again. Just when you think you've
got it all together....
Dumb Poetry in a
Card Type Trash
Ice Cream Cone meets Gravity
I tear out my hair
I cut myself with knives
I hurl my telephone against the wall
As I am forced to watch
Lawyer commercials 24 hours a day.
Well, the sixteenth issue has been a blast, but now it's time to
let all you very important people go do much more important
things. Like homework, or work, or blowing up farm macheens.
FME is on the web at http://www.pressenter.com/~melvan/
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