Some letters from
the mailbag, starting with one from Percy of Putney who’s had a
not invite pseudonymous contributions of original Dreadful Doggerel?
Then, once there have been, say, a dozen printed, readers could be asked
to vote on their ghastliness: from an A for extremely vile to a Z for
uncommonly tolerable, i.e. the worse the verse, the better the letter.
herewith adopts the idea: we welcome with open pages all your awful
ditties. Meanwhile, Percy himself promises to have something
appropriately hideous ready for our next issue.
Wireless of Westmead writes:
was intrigued to read in Bikwil’s first Web Line about Deb
and Jen’s Land O' Useless Facts. However, as I am not connected to
the Internet, I cannot benefit from such desirable knowledge. So would
you mind telling me (a) Wilma Flintstone’s maiden name, and (b) what
does occur when you feed Alka-Seltzer to a seagull?
who lusts after unusable info suits us just fine. But bear in mind that Bikwil
can’t guarantee the accuracy of these facts. If they turn out to be
wrong, blame LOUF. Anyway, the answers you crave are: (a) Wilma
Slaghoopal and (b) its stomach explodes.
exploded too — to 16 pages. Whacko-the-did!