How come we can’t get letters like that?
As some of you may remember, we recently had to fly home to attend a funeral. One thing we did manage to do while there was fly our entire collection of old SPY magazines to Germany, much to the dismay of our wife. (Fortunately, they managed to avoid the scrutiny of the Beamter at the Zollamt.) So for absolutely no good reason whatsoever, we copy here a letter published in SPY, May 1993:
From what I see, SPY is little more than the accumulated whinings of an assortment of snotty, pin-dicked misfits who hope to quell their sense of impotence by adopting a position of self-proclaimed ‘superiority’ so that they can criticize and ridicule show business personalities…
If only someone would pay a compliment like that to the pin-dicked staff of Sadly, No!
I still proudly wear my SPY Magazine baseball hat. Hardly anybody remembers the mag, which, naturally, lets me adopt a position of self-proclaimed superiority.
“As some of you may remember, we recently had to fly home to attend a funeral. One thing we did manage to do while there was fly our entire collection of old SPY magazines to Germany, much to the dismay of our wife….”
–Seb, you can’t say ‘our wife’, it transforms the mere editorial ‘we’ into a royal ‘we’, english style.
“wife”
Oww! I think we threw out or recycled our entire collection of SPY magazines. If I remember right, I think we had them all the way back to the beginning : we were charter subscribers [we meaning me and the hub], Oww, the pain, the pain….
SPY’s finest hour, imho: infiltrating the annual big-boys shenanigans at Bohemian Grove…..*snif* I want my SPYs back!!!!
I still have every issue of Spy, if I’m ever a billionaire I am going to bring it back from the dead, talk about one of those “need now more than ever” deals.
Um, the way I read this, it appears that there are multiple you’s with the same wife. Hmmm….
so i’m not the only one (my SPYs went from NYC to DE and then over here to england).
I miss SPY, and dearly wish I’d ordered a baseball cap, especially since “spy” in Swedish is the imperative for “puke”, which I have always found rather funny.
Seb, I have pals who worked at Spy.
Sadly, No! is ‘little more than the accumulated whinings of an assortment of pin-dicked misfits.’
Send check or money order,
-G