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November 9-November 15, 1998 We're so down, we're up. We're jiggy. We're from the street, man. Word to your modem. |
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The Truth Is Annoying There are men and women in this world who are teases. You know them. They tantalize you with their wares. They make the future seem possible. Then they act erratic and stupid and impossible and inconsistent, and they leave you frustrated and you vow never to trust them again. But they come back. And they look good. All brown and yummy and full of promises. HoleCity's infatuation with The X-Files has officially come to an end, and so, too, we predict, will the nation soon follow. We haven't heard a note this monotonous since Ravi Shankar in the Concert for Bangladesh. Guess what? In Sunday's premiere, Mulder and Scully almost saw proof that there are aliens! Can you believe it??? They were this close. But of course, even after getting a chip implanted in the back of her head, seeing Mulder carted off in the back of a truck with an alien and hearing stories of alien baby farms, Scully's still skeptical. Would someone please put an explosive device in one of Gillian Anderson's mega-high-heels? And next week? Next week, naturally, they'll have forgotten everything they've learned to this point, and they'll be investigating mutant cockroaches from Des Moines. |
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