We've sent you Plokta because:
| You have been maligned in this fanzine | |
| Although we haven't got round to insulting you yet, give us time; we're working on it | |
| Counsel advised us to remove the reference to you that this fanzine originally contained | |
| You sent us a LoC! More! More! | |
| You sent us your fanzine | |
| Send us your fanzine; the hall needs re-papering | |
| Only you can save Mankind | |
| Three issues and no response. We suspect you're dead. LoC now or we send your obituary to Ansible | |
| We can't afford anything better | |
| You visited our World Wide Web page. Sad bunny, aren't you? | |
| You might be interested in guerrilla web consultancy | |
| You are a rampant hot tottie sex kitten (allegedly) | |
| You mentioned us in Critical Wave but didn't send us a copy, you bastards | |
| Your technology is more superfluous than ours | |
| You like pictures of barely-dressed, anorexic elves | |
| Plokta is insufficiently serious. Please send more angst | |
| The Tory party used your eyes in an advert | |
| We think you may be having octuplets and we want to buy your story | |
| We're planning furtive guerrilla activity at your convention and we thought it best to warn you | |
| We're running out of incriminating photos, please send us a fresh supply |
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