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

No, you are wrong Menza.

We are programed to 'get-a-round' as much as possible. We must ensure our genes are spread as far and wide as possible.

As humans, we without knowing it battle against or with these urges all through our lives.

Go with the flow man, go with the flow....

The flow alway seemed to go in the wrong direction round me.

You use the word seemed in the past tense....any reason?

Not really.

Well pull your finger out man!!

Do you know that we have made 7 posts without resorting to the usual smutty comments.

! That ought to be censored...

We just aren't keeping to our usual low levels here.

Well, my sob story is that I met a wondeful guy, tho I thought was perfect for me, we became great friends, I told him how I felt, and he announced he was back with his supermegahorrible ex. So....yes, it's sad, because I was very attached, but I guess it just wasn't fated.

Men are all Sod's....

I should know, I am one...

I think its time for a double each.

Definately.

And what do you have to sob over this evening.

*pours *

Me? Pancakes.
You do not want to know the disaster area our kitchen turned into today. Ian managed to get mix literally *everywhere*, the floor, oven etc... Garfie set fire to a few things, and melted the bottle containing oil.. Almost flipped a full-of-oil frying pan pancake....

I gave up, I ran away.
I may need somewhere to stay when they burn the house down.

Sounds like fun, Mum did ours so the only excitment was when both my Dad and sister ate my pancakes cos I was up stairs checking my mail.

At least you didn't get one stuck to the walls.

No, just the floor, and the oven - so that is some consolation...

Who had to clean up the mess?

We'll decide that some other time...
You haven't seen our house, have you?
The words "clean up" don't seem to exist there... It's very strange - it's the land that Cleanliness forgot.

We had a kitchen a bit like that, I went away for Christmas and when I got back there was this thing growing on the back wall. I'm sure it winked at me at least once.

Well, that's home.
It tends to get cleaned up when Garfie goes, though...