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The M&V N.A.Q- Never Asked Questions

1. What the Fuck is M&V?
2.  How the hell did M&V get started?
3. So what the Sam Hill happened to M&V?
4.  Dude, that's fucked up.
5.  So now what?
6.  So spell it out for me, shithead.
7.  Oh.  Cool.
8.  Can I still get issues of M&V zine?
9.  Anything else?
10.  AHHHHHH!!!

1. What the Fuck is M&V?
M&V is the name of a zine, ezine, and never fully realized company formerly called Mules & Vaughn.  It focussed on Art, Humor and Literature (but mainly humor, mostly bad).

2.  How the hell did M&V get started?
Mules & Vaughn  was started by  by Mike & Scott, respectively, as a set of fake radio DJ audio cassettes made for themselves and for friends.  When Scott Vaughn moved to Arizona, from Wisconsin, he realized that one of the best ways to continue the fun, and get others involved, was to do a 'zine (The MAGAzine, but in this case a cheap piece of shit rag printed on a xerox machine, usually).  Called M&V for short, Scott utilized friends, famiy, and his High School art class to fill each issue.  During college it grew (the zine did, anyway), and soon people from all over the country were asking for copies (or at least one person from some other state once or twice a year... at least).  A webpage/ezine/empire was begun, running for many years and spawing several sub-pages full of cool, sick stuff.  Dig it.

3. So what the Sam Hill happened to M&V?
Well, for starters, the Mules side of M&V dropped out, flipped out, and just generally ended up an asshole, it would seem.  It also became increasingly difficult after college to get material from people to fill the zines, so the focus switched to the ezine, run mostly by Scott and Michael 'Puck' Grose.  But, as these things often go, there's more than one asshole in any given pile of oranges (I don't even know what that means).  Scott made the mistake of letting other, suppossed friends take care of the cost of web business.  Consequently the server would go unpaid the site would go down, and other problems would arrise.  Finally the site went down a final time and the dick in charge of domain names and server costs (if anyone's wondering, it was Sean) let it slide so long that it was soon too late.  Some group of Chinese moneygrubbing, domain-stealing, highway-robbing fuckheads bought MandVonline.com, and wanted to anally rape us out of $900 to get it back.  That, as they say, was the last straw. 

4.  Dude, that's fucked up.
Tell me about it.

5. So now what?
Ah, resurrection.  Well, in a way...  Many of the sites that were off-shoots of M&V are quite popular, and we wanted to bring them back, along with our personal and business sites.  Also, M&V has been a big part of our lives for a lot of years, and despite the people we no longer speak to, there's the ones we deem worthy of our conversation, as well as old memories and older jokes.  So the archive of old M&V stuff, zines, and many portions of the websites will return, but no longer as the name of our ezine our group.

6. So spell it out for me, shithead.
I was getting to it. 
Scott decided it was time to bring a new ezine and possibly printed zine to the fold, this time focussing on humor and attitude.  Bombshelterzine.com is born, heralding a new set of material as well as breathing life back into many of our best sites and ideas.  It will also serve to be a new home for the archival M&V zines as online reading.

7.  Oh.  Cool.
We thought so.  Now go surf our new sites, punk.

8.  Can I still get issues of M&V zine?
Maybe.  If you ask nice.  Last time I looked there were still some lying around.  If we haven't left a shopping link anywhere yet, drop me a line and, better still, a buck or two and I can probably accomodate.

9.  Anything else?
Yeah; your pants are on fire.

10.  AHHHHHH!!!
Exactly.