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+ "to create, you must destroy." - Too Much Joy +
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intro - jOlTcOla
hey there. nybar just fell asleep, and i couldn't wake him up, so i am
doing the intro. w00. yeah. we don't need an intro anyway.
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table of contents (yeah, i know, we're conformists)
1, ascii - jolt cola
2, intro - jolt cola
3, table of contents - jolt cola
4, what people had to say about poupey
5, member listing - nybar
6, squirrels in my pants make me fuzzy - nybar
7, tales from the train, a collection of poetry - jolt cola
8, more poetry - nybar
9, closing - jolt cola
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what people had to say about poupey
here are some quotes that nybar and i have collected about poupey.
"poupey, so alternative it makes the underground look mainstream"
- joltcola
"and this zine is NOT a joke, it is real life!!"
- nybar
"read pDp!"
- techmitch
"you only call me a homo 'cause i have sex with men"
- bF
"my handle really *does* mean butt-fuck!"
- bF
"i'm a naked warez god!"
- creed
"piss #2, coming tomorrow@!#!@#@!"
- socs
"i love ramen"
- mogel
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member listing - nybar
Presidents:
Nybar - president and head writer
JoltCola - editor, head of submissions (heh)
The poupey posse:
Mew-Mew - stray cat
Vimto - another cat, not a stray
PAM - cat
Bo-Bo - a cow, owned by farmer zed
Crazy Zed - a crazy farmer
Snakeface - a rubber snake
Mojo - a rubber mojo
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squirrels in my pants make me fuzzy - nybar
At first, Nybar came down from the skies, and created Joltcola,
and the earth, AND IT, WAS, GOOOODDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And then.. THEY BOTH DOTH CREATE THE SQUIRREL!! IT TO, WAS GOOD!!!
Then, the squirrils DID create the ppl and the PPL did kill the SQUIRREL!
The squirrels, being Nybar's new source of power.. when killed, cut him
off from most of his power. SO HE WENT TO ACQUIRE NEW SQUIRRELS!!
He took over the wussy planets (the yuppy system, pillow for weapons
planet, and the "Easy come easy go is my philosiphy" planet)
He came back w/ many squirrels in his MIGHTY! slacks! AND THEY DID FUZZ
HIM UP!!!! AND, FROM THE SQUIRRELS AND THE FUZZ... HE DID MAKE THE CAT,
THE DUCK, AND THE COW!!!!! They were his new source of energy. They
steered society in stupid directions LONG DISTANCE! But recently, there has
been worship of Nybar, and he liked it. He decided to get a cult. But alas,
there was only 1 follower, ME! NYBAR! NAMED FOR MY GOD! AND ALL OF YOU
WILL CONVERT!!!!! Write my chruch at
-999 cat+ducks+cows rd
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tales from the train, a collection of poetry - jolt cola
tales from the train #1
by Jolt Cola
i'm on a train
it smells in here
i hope we get there soon
this sucks
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tales from the train #2
by Jolt Cola
there's lots of g's
on this train
they're playing loud rap music
and making the yuppies nervous
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tales from the train #3
by Jolt Cola
a bunch of people
just got on the train
some yuppie is waving his butt
in my face
ew
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tales from the train #4
by Jolt Cola
this old woman
sitting across from me
she has a huge bag
there is a mole on her forehead
it's really big
it has lots of hair on it
gross
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Dear Reader - Nybar
I know this is now what you are looking for here in poupey, but,
while studying for my new tale, I came up w/ the meaning of life.
I believe this poem will sum it up.
- I sit in my cubbyhole..
WAITING!
WAITING!
I was shot by a disturbed youth w/ a machine gun,
HURTING!
HURTING!
Why is it we all have ears?
Except the blessed ones w/ no ears.
ohhh, how I hath weeped to be deaf.
ohhh, how I hath weeped to be deaf.
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Hope that helps... evey word a classic.
<takes deep sip of coffee>
AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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closing - jolt cola
gee, this issue was almost as bad as the last one. someone write for
us. please. we only accept 100% BAD t-files. anyway. see ya.
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