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

"NM surfs up to Velma....takes a flying leap, does two double back-flips, and lights ever so gracefully on the whale's nose"

Hey YK......wanna get your Pokemon buddies to help me rescue Bubbas' Sea-Do? I'd sure appreciate it!

NM

You can borrow my aqua lung it's still around here somewhere. Though we've come some distance since the sea do went down, are you going to be able to find it alright?

*Taps Velma on the nose and as she opens mouth extracts diving gear from safety of her mouth.*

he probably won't be able to find it but i am sure his adventures in attempting to do so will lead to great intertainment for us
*grabs a handful of chocolate fishies begins to take aim then decides to pop them in her mouth instead*
mmmm....those are quite good if i do say so myself
monsy

Hey everybody! I have been swallowed by Velma!!!It is REALLY fun in here...why not slip down and join me! So far I have found Captain Flint *Pieces of eight,pieces of eight*,A wooden leg and a very hunky Pirate called Fletcher! Pass me some choccie fishes Monsy
shazzPRME

Nice texture to the inside of Velma, it's a lot drier down here Shazz no more spray in the face. Look at all those chocolate fishes. Velma has been hungry.

*cracks open a bottle of Pierre Smirnoff to celebrate the party moving indoor*

Aha! I've just realised who everyone is referring to when they mention Velma. It's this feisty feline here..

*taps the inside of Velma, not realising his very obvious vocabularic mistake*

Hey, what are you punks doing in my whale?

I'm not a punk. My hair is perfectly normal, and my jeans are not at all ripped, thank you very much.

Thought you looked a bit neat. Whats that, have you got any grog with you?
It's been a long time I've been sloshing inside this big fish

I'm sure I've got some grog here somewhere...

*looks around on his person and from somewhere produces a large pewter tankard of what could only loosely be described as beer, ie - grog*

Here you go - hurry up, its eating away the mug.

*Looks curious at the pirate* Wow look! I can see the grog running straight through him! I think he's a ghost
Spooky!

-B-

Ghost? AarrrggghhhhhhHhh!!!!!!!!!1

*Runs off and hides behind a tonsil*

Anyone for more vodka? I brought a spare bottle or two, just as well, I think the poor whale could do with some. It's enought to give even a whale indigestion, all these slimy chocolate fishies in here! I wonder if they taste better dipped in vodka? Anyone care to try?

Wwwwhhhhrrrr.... [wakes up; he has landed on the shore] That's it! [goes to what's left of his clothes] I'm outta here! [picks up an odd device and presses a button] Site-to-site transport directly to my bedroom! [He starts glowing green, and then fades out leaving the green glow, which after another moment itself fades out.]

*sticks head out from behind the tonsil*

Did somebody mention drinks?

Well, if you don't mind vodka, that's all that's left. I drank the Gin, the Brandy, and I must have drank all the beer. I don't like vodka quite so much, you're welcome to a couple of bottles. Oh, and try one of these chocolate fish things, dip it in the vodka and you can hardly tell they're partly digested by the whale...

[A green glow fades into existence as a warbling tremolo becomes audible. (Sorry, forgot to mention the sound last post.) YK fades into it a moment later, wearing a snorkel, goggles, flippers, and a pair of green swim trunks, and carrying a surfboard, Zippy the Surfing Raichu, and Sheba the Clefable. The green glow and the warbling tremolo vanish.] Aaaaaand I'm right back here! [He takes a step falls over, not because of his flippers causing clumsiness, but instead because Velma has just shifted her weight.] Wawp!

Hold on,
*rummages about his person in almost the same place as he found the grog, and pulls out a 24 pack of beer*

Ah! here we are. Problem solved. Want one?

I'm sorry, but as a member of HRASC, I'm afraid I'm going to have to confiscate those swimming paraphernalia.

Fine, fine. [Takes out a device; the swimming paraphernalia -- including the swim trunks! -- dematerialize as before.] Happy?

Well, this /is/ a skinny-dipping party.