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

*Yells from top of baloon*

HEATHER REPORT IS THIS........BIG, BLACK AND SCARY CLOUSD THAT WAY...BLUE, OPEN SKIES THAT WAY.

*slides down side of balloon with a grace that astounds his fellow passengers* I learned that one from watching Monkey-Boy.

I think I need some drink. I hope you dont mind Mari-rae but I snagged this bottle of "White Lightening" from your woodshed.

*blows dust-cloud off of jug*

Who's got those mushrooms?

*Wonders how scary heather is*
Should we try and put down on the island until the storm passes, or should we try and ride it out?

To hark back to the kids being cruel to things subject for a moment...

My daughter, Mair who is aged 12 (nearly 13), has always been like myself and has got into terrible rows or been ridiculed at school for trying to rescue insects, small beasties from the attentions of her peers. The teachers don't help matters by squashing spiders etc in front of the children either! It's got to the point now where she avoids confrontation and avoids ridicule! Poor kid!

Anyhow!!! On a lighter note.....

Pass the champagne bucket, please someone! Those clouds on the horizon are looking distinctly unfriendly and I need some muscle relaxant!

*Gwennie hopes that we put down on the island and find a nice cave to weather the storm in but what would happen to the balloon?*

Weather the storm

*Starts to sing a little song entitled "We're all going to die" and takes a deep swig of champagne*

I wonder if I packed my anti-sickness pills?

I think we can outrun the storm and continue enjoying this wonderful sunshine. There is a wonderful breeze behind us. Better than that, we have the power of complete friendship behind us. We also have champagne, white lightening, mushrooms, Nitrous oxide (Thanks, Pandora. ), and good, old bottled love. For you, bear, there is a love salmon. Oh , yeah, I still have God A.'s bottle. LOL. We can write smoke messages in the sky. 'surrender Dorothy!"

We could always put the balloon in the cave. Just a thought.

It would have to have a big mouth - the cave that is!

starts singing "we are all going to survive" in order to make Gwennie cheer up.

BTW Not all teenager are that cruel. My friends and I will save the world, don't worry!! No, really, I don't know anyone who would torture animals, I'm a bit older, tough, and live in a city.(There are hardly any animals to torture)

Thank you, Hannah. OK, Coely, Let's put down at the cave.

*Starts to prepare the gas lights and sleeping bags*

I hope we don't meet any nasty trolls or goblins!

Well i've been called worse Gwennie

I would never call you names, dearest!

I think i could float without the help of the balloon at the moment (but won't)

Linus, I saved us each one purple, one blue and one pink mushroom.

*There is a sudden flash in the sky*
1, 2, 3, 4
*BOOM*

Gosh!! We better get this balloon grounded soon or we won't have time to drag it into the cave!!
shazzPRME

Does anybody actually know how to control this thing ? The view is magnificent, but it won't hold still at the moment...

We'd better figure it out fast. Thunderstorms in America's Midwest are not something to fool around playing chicken with. They tend to be violent and harbor tornados. We would not survive. By the way, that island down there is Jackson's island in the middle of the Mississippi River. And I think that the cave must be Injun Joe's cave. Did you know that Mark Twain wrote Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn around real places?

I thought we were in Hawaii. Oops. Must learn Geography better.

I'd love to have a pink mushroom.
*grabs a guitar and starts playing on it. Singing: We are going to survive, survive, survive, or not?*