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$$$$$$$$$$$
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$$$$$$$$$$$ hogz of entropy #200!
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$$$$$P $$$$ $$$$ moo, oink, up your butt.
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$$$$P $$$$ x$$$$
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$$$P $$$$ xP$$$$ d$$$$$$$$$$$.
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$$$. $$$$xP $$$$ $$$$$$' >$$$$
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$$$$$$$$$. $$$$P $$$$ 4$$$$$. .$$$$'
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$$$$'`4$$$b. $$$$ $$$$ 4$$$$$$$$$P'
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$$$$b 4$$$$b. $$$$$$$$$$$ 4$$$< %%
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$$$$$b 4$$$$$x $$$$$$$$$$$ 4$$$$$$$$$ %%
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>> "Hubris" <<
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by -> Various Artists
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"Introduction Thing"
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by - Mogel
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I generally hate self-involved, analytical editorials in text
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files, thanking everyone for their support and talking a lot about
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themselves and blah blah -- who cares? The truth of the matter is I'm going
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to do it anyway. Why? Because I like to hurt myself. It's very 90's.
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h0e in its present incarnation is a wonderful revival of something
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that should never have been revived -- dumb text files. But we're Better
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than that, because we're well aware of the stereotype. In fact, we bask in
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the stereotype, displaying our exposed silliness for the whole world to see!
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Yeah!
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As many of you know, I actually ended h0e back in the early summer
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of 1995 at issue #90. About a month later, Pip the Angry Youth released h0e
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#91 just to piss me off. Little bugger. Well over a year later, Metalchick
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submitted (as a joke) a text file for the e'zine DTO for the purpose of
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getting "ops" on the IRC channel #dto. Instead, I invited her to be the new
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president of h0e, and she gleefully accepted.
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It was history.
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She released another 7 issues over the course of a few months, and
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then retired the position of President of h0e so that she could hang out in
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New Jersey. We'll never quite understand this.
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At any rate, I decided that h0e would be a nice place to release
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funny-but-not-publishable DTO reject files for the first 30 or so issues.
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That was to be its purpose, at first, except then people actually started
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writing and caring specifically about the e'zine h0e. This amount of people
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might be about 3 or 4, I lost count. But the fact remains, it's funny as
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hell to release this stuff, so I really don't care if no one in their right
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mind would ever read it.
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The NEW h0e is genius. Pure and simple. Expect another 200 issues
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coming your way... and at the current rate of release, this could happen in
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a few weeks.
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The Official Staff of h0e e'zine
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President -- Mogel
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Vice-President -- Styx
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Spokesman -- Jubjub
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Treasurer -- Murmur
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Secretary -- Ilsundal
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Translator -- PezMonkey
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Director of Big, Warm, SQUISHY Hugs -- MoonBagel
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Director of Pure Hatred -- Quarex
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Director of Monsters and Goblins -- Aster
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Official Sex Ring Coordinator -- Kraftwerk
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Foreign Relations Correspondant -- Swisspope
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Head of the Board of Trustees -- Metal Chick
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Official h0e Mascot -- (???) c0uld be y0u!#@#
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MISCELANEOUS ASCII ART
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>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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"L. Ron Hubbard, Philosopher"
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by - Mogel
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____________________________________________________________________________
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| "SUP!!!!!!" | "IZ LYK WTF?" | ' "Help! I'm |
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| ..... | | | -\\\ ` ### ,///- Exploding |
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| \|||||/ | ' | \=\\ (X.X) ////=/ ` into a |
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| /._ _.\ | !!! | =\=\\`O'\/////=/=/ giant mass |
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| | <# #> | | (#.#) | =\=\==(~~)=/=/=/= ' of |
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| \ ^ /\ | `o'\\ | =\==\=\=| |==/===/=== horseshit |
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| `(_)'\``\ | \>--(O)--</ | //=\//\\==//\\\ ` for no |
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| ._> ,' `._ | _/{o}\_ | ' `/ `\\\--\//--= explainable |
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| || ( /^\ ) | mm/ \mm | reason!!" |
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|_____\\___|_|_._|_|_|_______________|_____________________________________|
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>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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"Comrade-comrade <meets> Mister Martini"
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by -- kaia
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* *
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* no. * o o O o o
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^. * O MARTINI. WANT TO DANCE? O
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\\ Y. / O o O o o o O O
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\\+*_*+ / o _____
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\\_ _/ _() (((((((((((((((((( x_x )))))))))))))))))))
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| | _O 9 (((((((((((((((((( ` O ' ))))))))))))))))))
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o| |o ^^^^ (((((((( ((((( (( ( ) )) ))))) ))))))))
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O--- _ ---O (((((((( ((((( (( ( - ) )) ))))) ))))))))
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----- (((((((( (((( ( # ) )))) ))))))))
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{\{\{\{\{\{\{ | }/}/}/}/}/}/
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we'll skank to anything#$@ ___\\ _|__ _//___
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======== =========
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Swiss Pope Presents...
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What Would Happen if MTV's 12 Angry Viewers
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Acted like Indie Rock Elitist Music Critics
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| so guys, what do you think of poop daddy's new song | |
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| "jiggin it up '98" | |
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| (|||) | it's fucking //// \\ |
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| ( ) clearly this video | ridiculous!@# the last /// \\ |
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| ( . . ) punctuates the reckless | poop daddy 7" was on <.o o.> |
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| ( > ) yet carefree attitude | slut ho records in which `. , .' |
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| ( _ ) / of the urban gangsta | the production value | o | |
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| \_/ ' machismo simply stated | made it _marginally_ , \_/ |
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| ., ,. as 'jiggin it up', | listenable, at best. \ .|. |
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| .| |. perculating . . . | / \ |
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| (|||) | .#####. |
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| ( ) ahem. the last 7" was | hmm. well _i_ thought ## ## |
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| ( . . ) not on slut ho, it was | that song sounded # # |
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| ( > ) on ghetto blaster, and | pretty cool. | o o | |
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| ( o ) ,/ i might add that m.c. | | . | |
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| \_/ crackmastah did a | \ | | |
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| (|||) ( has no idea ) ////\ ## ## |
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| ( ) o ( what he's ) o //// \\ # # |
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| ( > > ) o ( talking ) o <.p p.> | o o | |
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"this really, really isn't funny"
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by - whoops
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| mmmm | mmmm / |
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| -- | oo| | -- |>)@| - |
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|---- >O | > | | --- >O| > | \ |
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|__/Hey Mr! \ \_\\_\ | \_\\_\ |
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| mmmm | _____ mmmm |
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| ______ | o-| | /'Tis \ | oo| |
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|___/ Gosh! | |_o_| | | fish >|_O_| |
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| \ I'm | _|_ | | wound.../ _|_ |
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| \sorry!| / \ | \_______/ / \ |
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"I Stayed Home From School Today..."
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by Captain Bovine
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.----------------------.--------------------.------------------.
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| | .^--^. i'm a | .oO. |
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| (__) | | oo | bear | | < |
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| (__) | oo | | < | (__) |
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| | .^--^. ducks | .Oo. |
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| (__) the duck | | oo | shouldn't| quaaaack > | |
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| \-----|..| is stoned | .-\../-. do drugs| __\/__ |
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| | _'_ | --- equivalent of | | _'_ | --- happiest day|
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| `-----' each letter in my | `-----' of my life. |
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|.-------------. name, it makes a |.-------------. |
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| O hey ascii O | O what are O | O O |
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| -|- man!! |\| -|- you doing?! |\| -|- |\|
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| O O | O why won't O | O i hate O |
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| -|- |\| -|- you answer |\| -|- you!!! |\|
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| / \ --' | / \ --' | / \ --' |
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[oh come on.. like it's never happened to you before - CptB]
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Which of these would you eat?
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(__) <-- unprocessed steak
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an ascii depiction of my hard cock
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being pressed with such strain against
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a tight pussy that it's bending in the center
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and my hairless balls have goosebumps
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- styx
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"The Story Jammy Thing"
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I'd just like to mention that this story is quite possibly one of
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the most absolutely pointless things h0e has done. And that's saying a lot.
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-- Mogel
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[Quarex]
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"Strike a pose!", screamed Joe, slicing his razor-sharp blade again
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and again through the loaf of sourdough. Having carved himself a few very
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choice slices, his task was nearly complete. Only one thing remained: the
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fillings. Joe carefully extracted his third and fourth molar from each side
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of his mouth, placing them inside the bready vault. "I hope you have better
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luck than I shall," Joe said at length.
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[MoonBagel]
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...and the glowing, sparkly, glorious magic that was Joe's Sandwich
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burst forth into the universe, tickling the moon, licking the stars, and
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doing terribly naughty things to pets all over. Dachsunds and Cairn
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Terriers and various kitty cats and terrapins and lampreys and little
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froggies all over Nebraska made a nasty-mad dash in Joe's general direction,
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to see if they could find out just what was going on. They did not like
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this naughtiness, though they now found themselves inexplicably fond of
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sourdough. The supply of dough in the midwest went fresh, and pets
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everywhere revolted. Joe sat back in his plastic butt-sticking chaise
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lounge, and pondering the craziness that was ensuing.
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[PezMonkey]
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And as he pondered such craziness, he ate his Sandwich, slowly and
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skillfully. Sandwich eating, like, sandwich making, was, after all, an art.
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He was reveling in the wonderous pleasures of the bread when who should
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happen upon him but God (wearing green, because God, obviously, is fond of
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green). God demanded, "Joe, you pose striker, you, why have you only made a
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sandwich for yourself and not for me, master of the universe!?" Joe tried
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to think of how to respond to such a question from God, but all he could
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think was, "Isn't He-man master of the universe?"
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[Skinhorse]
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Joe had always been one to say the first thing that popped into his
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head before actually thinking about the potential implications, although it
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wouldn't have mattered much, given that God in the Western sense is an
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omnipotent being who can read human's minds and who gets a big fucking
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hard-on by putting his children in situations where he can find an excuse to
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kick the all-powerful shit out of them, and this story will presumably be
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read by someone with a traditional sense of the WESTERN GOD, thus, altering
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the Big Guy's image significantly would really fuck with the reader in ways
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that would not be as self-consciously coy or pseudo-humorous as this load of
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mad-libs tripe. Joe's absent-minded recall of 30-minute infomercials for
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Mattel toys of the early 80's had given our Lord the opportunity to "incur
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his wrath." With a shower of sparks and flames, Joe found himself in the
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company of a young girl. "Who are you?" he wondered aloud as God put on one
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of those really threatening Vincent Price-style laughs like you might expect
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in Michael Jackson's _Thriller._ "I'm Aster," responded the prepubescent,
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to which she added, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah."
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[Swiss Pope]
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This was the scream that was heard around the world. Millions felt
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the audio assault of the Aster's siren song, which led to famine in
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Antarctica, and forest fires in the Sahara desert. But the worst victim of
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this scream was our beloved hero Joe, who promptly shit his pants. Aster
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cackled with glee upon whiffing the aromatic aroma of Joe's poopy poo. She
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blew upon her poophorn, which existed for this very purpose: to summon a
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creature more vile than ever imagined by a human being.
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[Art]
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Joe cringed in terror, for the monster Aster had summoned was none
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other than the ghost of DIANA, PRINCESS OF WALES. With a furious snarl,
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Di leaped for Joe's throat! Bellowing out an inarticulate scream of terror,
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Joe slapped the com-link on his breast and yelled "Bridge, beam me up$#!"
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With a blinding flash of light, our sandwich making hero flashes heavenward,
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narrowly escaping certain doom.
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[JubJub]
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Joe is beamed up to the bridge of the Star Trek enterprise, where
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there is an orgy in progress. "ahh.. excuse me," Joe says as he makes an
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escape from the atroscious scene. Wharf naked is not a pretty site. He
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took a walk to the holodeck where he started to program in a fun adventure.
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He pondered his annoyance at mogel for always pressuring him to write bad
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stories against his will...
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[Captain Bovine]
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The stories would have to wait, however, for now it was time for fun!
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Stepping through the holodeck doors, Joe could hardly contain himself; this
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program would be the best program yet! As the doors closed behind him, Joe
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began to suspect something was terribly wrong. Instead of finding himself
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in a scantily-clad amazon paradise full of buxom scantily-clad midgets, Joe
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found himself in an episode of Three's Company. He frantically searched
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through his purse to find the remote control that would take him away from
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it all. As he hit the Channel Up button, Joe had the sinking suspicion that
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*someone* had sabotaged his program...
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[Kaia]
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So as he moussed his hair into a cowlick like Alfalfa's in The Little
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Rascals and strutted into Wall Drug to find out who had stolen all the
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batteries from the 235 remote controls he owned, he was tackled by ROBERT
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SMITH of the cure, screaming and sneezing, "Atreyu!$!@1" "I'm not Atreyu,"
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Joe said, handing ROBERT SMITH a packet of Cold-Eze, "I'm Bastian." Robert
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Smith said, "Oh, as in Bastian of Kindness?" then was overcome by anthrax,
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and coughed up a lung. It was adorned with crosses and various other
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symbols that burned his eyes to see. "No," Joe said, handing ROBERT SMITH
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his lung back, "I'm Bastian of THE NEVERENDING STORY, and now you're a part
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of this neverending story, and I'm a part of it, and every reader of this
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goddamn text file is a part of it! THE NEVERENDING STORY will live on and
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on like bunnies in heat!" "Well," said ROBERT SMITH, readjusting his
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innards, "_I'm_ Bastian of I'M DUMB@!$!@" and Joe was overcome by anthrax,
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too.
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[Murmur]
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Fortunately for Joe, he was a seasoned veteran of Headbanger's Ball,
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and being overcome by Anthrax wasn't really an issue, because it's not as
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though Anthrax were the Stone Temple Pilots or anything that didn't really
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belong on Headbanger's Ball in the first place. Joe considered it very
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unfortunate that his formiddable years were all during the Reagan years,
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when American society reached its low ebb of redeeming qualities. Joe
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realized that he was not very pleased with the current state of the world
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around him, though; not only were decapitated elk strewn across the barren
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Arizona landscape, but the universe seemed less like anything More had
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envisioned and more like an undying failed game show hosted by Wink
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Martindale and featuring bonobos for panelists. Indeed, there was little to
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live for, and everything to splendor in, for it was the Thai Year of
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Splendor, and Joe had amassed an oh-so-impressive stack of 14 Splendor
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Cookies, redeemable in all states and countries, subject to local laws and
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punishable by intestinal inflammation in the presence of the Moody Blues.
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Realizing that he could not lose his search for a quest when he was in fact
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sitting down and indeed not searching in the first place, neverminding the
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fact that there was no quest available to be searched for on this side of
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the cosmos, and furthermore convinced that he disliked his chair and had no
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desire to sit and watch the demons engulf his very psyche, Joe hit the
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"pause" button and retreated to the kitchen where he had a nice stash of
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popcorn waiting.
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[pagenwait]
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While in the kitchen, he searched in the refrigerator for his
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popcorn, because where else would someone keep their popcorn? Instead of
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finding a nice buttery glob of fattening goodness, he found a loaf of
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sourdough bread. "Now this seems familar," Joe said to himself, "haven't i
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done this before? Oh my god!! I'm experiencing deja-vu!!! So what happens
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next?" Joe looks inside of the sourdough, and sees not his famed George
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Washington wooden molars (tm), but a little gray dragon-worm thing with a
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dog type of head. The thing looked up at him and asked, "Bastian?"
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[Backwash]
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To which our hero replied "Umm, maybe, you don't work for that
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cockfighting bookie, do you? If so, I'm not." The thing replied "Well, I'm
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a fan but... that isn't really important, I need your help, if I don't mate
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in your liver within 2 hours I'll die -- will you help me?!" Joe wasn't
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sure what to say, he had heard of this thing in science class, and he didn't
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like strange dog-faced organisms in his liver, but it was so darn cute, he
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invited it in anyway. After about 5 minutes of quiet awe and digging, the
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thing replied "Did you know your innards resemble that of a potato's?" Joe
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felt a bit insignifigant after that, but he was too wrapped up in the
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situation to do anything about it, as the creature continued to on to say
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"Well, I'm here in your liver, but there's one problem..."
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[Styx]
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"...there's nobody here for me to mate with!" Joe Bastian
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Thistleshit started laughing; a high-pitched, wheezing laugh that tore
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through the dragon-maggot's slimy, tubular little soul and sent it thrashing
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about in hysterical fits inside the liver, which in turn sent Joe into
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thrashing bouts of hysterical fits himself, because it was terribly painful
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having a maggot-dragon fuck around smashing the walls in his liver. He
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crawled... nay, *clawed* his way across the floor to the liquor cabinet,
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grasped a bottle of Everclear, tore the cap off with his teeth, and guzzled
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it down as fast as a half-spent whore with no fix guzzles cum. He felt the
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burning alcohol tumble down his throat, race through his digestive organs
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and slam its way full-force through his liver, and Joe Bastian Thistleshit
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laughed his laugh all the way through, for he heard.. nay, he *felt* the
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dragon-maggot shudder and shiver and scream and vomit, which was by far more
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painful to Joe than having the dragon-maggot thrash in hysterical fits, yet
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this pain was somehow strangely satisfying nonetheless. Joe grew more
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drunk, the dragon-maggot grew more agonized, until finally, when the bottle
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was finished, the maggot twitched its last twitch and Joe laughed his last
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laugh; it was over, and Joe Bastian Thistleshit, the neutral-good thief, had
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gained enough experience to rise to the next level, where his next challenge
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awaited -- The Dread Pumpernickel of West Virginia.
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An index of the NEW h0e, with lowercase stylin'
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091 -- "the death of our scene" -- pip the angry youth
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092 -- "DIE MIKE!" -- metal chick
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093 -- "my nipples are erect for you!" -- hardcore
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094 -- "collected suicide letters" -- metal chick
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095 -- "girls are dumb" -- metal chick
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096 -- "midnight munchies, valium, take a shower you dirty fuck" -- styx
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097 -- "long-sleeve shirts" -- kaia's friend drew
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098 -- "the intertwining worlds of the dumb and the ugly" -- pixy
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099 -- "a REAL bush fan" -- creed
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100 -- "the computer underground lovechart" -- goldy the pimp from pamona
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101 -- "group therapy" -- trilobyte
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102 -- "i'm so stupid" -- trip
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103 -- "the rise of the mogels, part one" -- eerie
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104 -- "SCREW" -- trilobyte
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105 -- "nobody loves me" -- eerie
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106 -- "the triangle" -- eric keebler
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107 -- "ao, li-fo #7" -- food
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108 -- "and you wonder" -- aproh
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109 -- "how to hack nasa with aol" -- jubjub
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110 -- "a dialogue on love" -- jamesy & murmur
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111 -- "the rise of the mogels, part two" -- nybar
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112 -- "militia entrance exam" -- im2k
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113 -- "who the fuck is this jesus christ guy?" -- creep
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114 -- "the boy who seeks happiness meets darkthrone" -- murmur
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115 -- "it's me!" -- nyar
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116 -- "the dangerous streets of nyc" -- eerie
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117 -- "an interview with mogel" -- jamesy
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118 -- "so much to live for, so much to die for, right?" -- kheldar
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119 -- "rise of the mogels, part three" -- mercuri
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120 -- "on yumas" -- HACKERS
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121 -- "free buttplug" -- styx
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122 -- "how to get chicks: the faq!" -- swisspope
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123 -- "an ascii portrait of antihero" -- morpheus
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124 -- "short story (code number ORANGE)" -- murmur
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125 -- "laughing" -- mogel
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126 -- "hey i'm in the chinese channel" -- styx
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127 -- "rise of the mogels, part four" -- murmur
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128 -- "the fun i had with a crazy, old vietnamese lady" -- muze
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129 -- "christ demands more money" -- the onion
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130 -- "how to kill your roommate and frame her fat friends" -- muze
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131 -- "text files" -- darwin
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132 -- "c-" -- glynis
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133 -- "reality and fantasy: an indepth analysis" -- nybar
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134 -- "ode to manson" -- taraxis
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135 -- "asshole or bitch" -- styx
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136 -- "it's all a facade" -- pagenwait
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137 -- "hemmorhoids" -- shadow tao
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138 -- "killing time on a sunday afternoon" -- legion
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139 -- "potato salad" -- murmur
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140 -- "enter matcat" -- antihero
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141 -- "a womans's guide to geeky guys" -- lonewolf
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142 -- "are you calling me a liar?" -- trilobyte
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143 -- "carmex rocks my world" -- moonbagel
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144 -- "a sentence" -- orestes
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145 -- "here's the story of a cat named buddy" -- trip
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146 -- "eaten alive by a faulty ball bearing cooling fan" -- skinhorse
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147 -- "a call-us & damnit! adventure" -- whoops
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148 -- "thoughts and deja vu" -- gaurdian
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149 -- "sleep deprivation" -- sonia
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150 -- "slit and slot; no, just coffee, thanks" -- styx
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151 -- "fear and loathing in the suburban midwest" -- moonbagel
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152 -- "normal vacation" -- murmur
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153 -- "missing the boat" -- kraftwerk
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154 -- "THE... BITCH.... QUEEN... IS DEAD!!!" -- nybar
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155 -- "the spice girls" -- jubjub
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156 -- "why are they eating this? -- quarex & rottenz
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157 -- "emoticons explained" -- swisspope
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158 -- "yellow.american.cheese.gz" -- ilsundal
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159 -- "dick van dyke" -- jubjub
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160 -- "2599 unlimited" -- 2599
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161 -- "hope dies last" -- neko
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162 -- "FUCK THE BROKEN DITTO MACHINE" -- quarex
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163 -- "the dead hippo" -- kraftwerk
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164 -- "notes from my freshman year" -- moonbagel
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165 -- "can i be a barber, mom?" -- jook
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166 -- "the spirit of giving" -- pezmonkey
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167 -- "hippo crackers" -- trilobyte
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168 -- "bots are evil" -- aster
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169 -- "your sister is hot" -- styx
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170 -- "why can't i be a crack baby?" -- backwash
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171 -- "the hanson scourge" -- deusvitae
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172 -- "the three little wolves and the big bad pig" -- file13
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173 -- "dwindle dwindle dwindle" -- cstone
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174 -- "barbeque, i don't like you" -- phorce
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175 -- "a horrible imitation of henry miller" -- skinhorse
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176 -- "anything else" -- pezmonkey
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177 -- "what's your new year's resolution? huh?" -- fyfy
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178 -- "drop dead" -- rattle
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179 -- "the storys of le and kurt" -- aster
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180 -- "i'm complicated" -- lilnilhil
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181 -- "there was a girl" -- neko
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182 -- "the continued storys of le and kurt" -- aster
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183 -- "why drugs are queer" -- kraftwerk
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184 -- "my stupid h0e" -- plexus
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185 -- "a super cool way to kill yourself" -- sighrik
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186 -- "friends" -- aster
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187 -- "homosexuality unleashed" -- ilsundal
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188 -- "matcat explains christianity" -- antihero
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189 -- "my ass" -- skinhorse
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190 -- "hume tickles me" -- moonbagel
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191 -- "dear jewel kilcher" -- styx
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192 -- "the 815 bust revisted" -- neko
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193 -- "the lady with red hair" -- aster
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194 -- "matcat goes hacking" -- antihero
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195 -- "the netsplit heard 'round the world" -- kraftwerk
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196 -- "marching over me" -- leprekon
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197 -- "bob and suzy" -- aster
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198 -- "matcat gives up" -- antihero
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199 -- "POETRY EXPLOSTION!" -- various artists
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200 -- "hubris" -- various artists
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* (c) HoE publications. HoE #200 -- written by Various Artists -- 3/06/98 *
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