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

...And it's (not its), and raspberries.

cheese, biscuits and SEMPRINI!!! available on the right. on your left you can see the shrine to the almighty jellyfish god, and the emergency exits are here, here, and here. if you can get past the rotating knives, that is.

Let me in the society! Give me my free parrot!

I really should have shown some MP credentials.
As a Scotsman I admit that I'd find it difficult to beat a blancmange at tennis. I did have a Doctor under me earlier. Actually he was a gynaecologist but it was his lunch break.

Traveller in Time still in his dressing gown
"And another herd of singing and vibrating snails released to the new members. No wait, these are no snails, these are lemmings, look at the nice blue feathers.

One grazing for yamshark,
one wet for clcreek,
one kilted highlander2371,
one ex bucaneer for poet_dante5 and
and a running for CuriousHamster.

What could I add more to the current activity then Welcome, have fun and clean up the mess after the last posted. "

Help, I can't catch my . It keeps ing away.
Perhaps you should have nailed it to it's perch.

Are you sure that you didn't poke it, nudge nudge wink wink.

Say no more!
A nod's as good as a to a , squire. Say no more.

Let me in the society! Give me my free parrot!

I solemnly promise mi devotion to all things coconut and completely different.

Or some such thing.

What do you mean? Rode on a horse?
Yes!
No you didn't. You've got two empty halves of coconuts and you're banging them together.

You Kaniving Kaniggit. Now go away before I taunt you a second time. I love this Society. I wave my privet parts at you. You so called Arther King. now rearrange them in cronalogical order with a tin of SPAM

My privet doesn't have "parts" so much as "branches"...

Foiled again! It is the Knights who say nih! And we want a shrubbery!

No, no, no - we are NO LONGER the Knights Who Say "Ni!" We are now the Knights Who Say "Ecky-ecky-ecky-ecky-ftang-zoom-boing-mumble-mumble!" We are therefore no longer contractually bound by any agreements entered into by the Knights Who Say "Ni!"

Well . . . Knights who, er . . . until recently said 'NI!', would you like to buy a carpet? It's a very attractive Axminster, 12 careless owners, only a few holes, none more than a yard across, and if you turn it -----> thataway you can hardly see the stain; guaranteed to break the ice at parties!

Let me in the society! Give me my free parrot!
And anything else you happen to have lying arounnd!

Even this little bit of fluff I just found under my chair? Oh no wait, you can't have that - it may be the Almighty Fluff. I must worship it . . . Ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Fluff is very nice. I'm particularily fond of sweater fluff and the kinds of fluff made by plants. But really anything would do. except maybe dust motes.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! not the dreaded dust motes!!! like dust mites, but with an 'o'! they be fearsome and like to munch ankles!!