Motorbooty
#8, PO Box 02007, Detroit, MI 48202 ($4)
I grabbed this issue when I was in New York recently and it is still worth every fuckin' penny, even after multiple readings. The usual sarcasm fills the pages, but periodically Motorbooty's humor dips into the profoundly brilliant, like creating a fake ad featuring Black Flag-era Henry Rollins in one of those kiddie porn Calvin Klein jean ads and creating a PR company that seems to deal more with extortion and threats than talent (not unlike some I've had dealings with in the past I might add). The hell with SDSU, I'm transferring to Fuck U.