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Margarinaland:  Paradise of the Buttery (but not actually butter) Crowd.  Also, the place that Jimmy Buffet _Meant_ to write a song about but he got the words wrong (drunk? quite possibly!) and instead wrote margaritaville. Well well well. Here you are. It is a true honour and pleasure for me to have you here at this moment. Oh my God I can't believe it, you are finally here, with me, it's a dream come true. Oh my God. Thank you so very very much.

Obviously since you are here you must have been at the N-Com. If you need to return for some reason, click this thingee: N-Com

But I beg you, please don't leave!!!

I have things to show you still!

First off, on this beautiful (sunny / snowy / rainy / foggy / blizzardy / chilly / sweltering / windy) day, I would like to dedicate this page to all the little creatures of the field and forest, and especially to the little squirrels and gophers which are so often overlooked in the grand scheme of things, and which are often shot mercilessly by idiots with guns.

Furthermore, I would like to dedicate this page to Jon's car. Now you may ask yourself: who the fuck is Jon and why does this retard (by retard I mean me) care about his car? I don't know and I can't explain it, but how can one not love a beautiful Chevy Nova?  It would be like not loving your mother, except worse. Not loving a beautiful Chevy Nova would be like shooting all the little squirrels and gophers in the entire world. It would be evil.

That said, I would like to express my sincerest wishes that Jon's Chevy Nova recover promptly from what is ailing it. The streets of our fair (sunny / snowy/ rainy / foggy / blizzardy / chilly /sweltering / windy) city feel the lack of this particular Chevy Nova's presence every day that it is parked in it's un-functioning state. So please, dear dear visitor, take a moment to reflect upon this, if you have religious leanings then make petitions to whatever gods or demons you serve. Who knows, maybe the universe's fate rests upon the chassis of this fair vehicle.

well I'm sleepy now so I guess I should go, I hope you will come back next week or whenever cause I think I'll change this page when I get bored of it, I think that I'll put a cartoon up sometime soon too. No promises however, so don't start dreaming, because you know where that leads...

Love, Margarina.

P.S.:  Oh yeah by the way, I suppose I should tell you that if you have, like, questions that need answering then you should send them to me and I will be delighted to answer them in the N-Com.  If you want to email me: quiring@hotmail.com or if you want to icq me my number is 9985503. Or you can just send them to the BMC and he will forward things to me probably.


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