h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Six times seven

No no no no no no no.... no.... no.... no....

Btw - NO!!!!

The nearest we've come to the question is 'What's six times eight?'

Well, when you think about it, who's to say that 42 is the answer? What if deep thought was wrong, and was just pulling our legs or something?

actually i've been researching it for 3079 years and the answer is 49! 6x7! - ridiculous

42 = forty-two
four-dee-two = 4D2
42D2 = R2D2

coincidence?

It has been said that life is a big joke so someone is pulling our legs.

Life may be a big joke, but at least Stephen King isn't writing it.

number 42 your lasagne and salad is ready for collection! number 42!

so when your numbers up...?

Lasagna? Did somebody say lasagna? Yum!

42 _IS_ THE ANSWER!
Not the answer to 6x6 or even 12x7 but it _is_ the answer to something, at least....
Just findsing out what is the problem.,.....

what were you thinking! its tyfortwo not the other way around...

Actually the question is. What is the square root of half of all of
the WSOGMM ( Whole Sort of General Mish Mash) squared times sixteen plus
the number of partridges in a pear tree, on any given day of the year
that doesn't fall in December, plus 42.

The Question is "What is the Answer?"

I would just like to take this moment, in order to add some sense of mystery to this conversation, to point out that someone in this thread just sustained a bruise to their upper arm.

This fact may safely be made the subject of suspense since it has no bearing on the conversation whatsoever.

Elsewhere in this thread I will make an announcement that will add a bit of suspense to the conversation, so stay tuned.

I think the point is something like there is no answer to the question. DNA pointed that out by making the question & answer so ridiculous.

42 is 6 x 7. What relevance is this you might ask?

The question may well be, what is life? If the answer then, was 42, then the answer must therefore also be 6 x 7.

7 being the judaic number of perfection, and 6 being the judaic number of the beast, the beast which falls one less than perfect.

Life is, therefore, the beast in all of us struggling to reach perfection, whilst arguining stupid pointless things like "What is 42"

There. *sits back, puffs a cigerette and beams happily*

Life? Don't talk to me about life.

life is not a dress rehersal (although if you rehearse in a dress that is your own foible.)
but it is in fact the full stage version .As such you cannot re-record it for video or tv so enjoy now.

In order to further the suspense in this conversation, I will now take this moment to point out which of the following individuals may or may not have sustained a bruise to their upper arm. It is one of the individuals in this conversation, but it will not yet be revealed who in fact the bruised individual is.

This fact may safely be made the subject of suspense for this very exciting conversation about the answer to the question of life, the universe and everything, since the knowledge of who may or may not have bruised their upper arm during this conversation has no bearing on the conversation whatsoever.

First of all, we can safely rule out anyone in the conversation whose name is still "Researcher" and then just a number. The reason we can do that is anyone not thoughtful enough to actually give their name to this conversation probably would not bring much interest to many people were they the ones to have had their upper arm bruised. This leaves the following individuals.

Dan B
Smiley Ben
Dream Researcher
The Dreaming Tree
Continuity
Zachsmind
Vogon
C. Ketchupman
Mish Prefect
Vroomfondle
Perfectly Average Man

Now, one of the following individuals listed above has actually had their upper arm bruised during this conversation. Which one will not be revealed as yet, in order to sustain the suspense and include an element of mystery to this particularly exciting and fantastic conversation.

I may or may not be Vroomfondle.