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

A toast to the memory of Dame Barbara Cartland and Sir John Gielgud.

I think a round of Pink Ladies is in order.

Hang on one cotton-pickin' minute. I'm the fake stand-in barman, aren't I?

Right, thankyou.

*leans on taps proprietorially*

Necr

I'd heard about BC but I didn't realise JG had gone too . I have to say though, that I thought BC looked as if she'd been gone for years! Ah well, Pink Ladies it is.

Sorry, Necro Force of habit. I'll have another of Grumpfuttocks, please.

I only found out about JG when I went to yahoo to check my mail at lunchtime.

They both went on yesterday. But JG's was only announced today.

Orange juice and/or coffee please...

And a |_| please

New barman? Well, it's about time they got more staff in here.

A pint of futtocks, if I may....

Not wishing to usurp Necro, but you can't have customers waiting forever.

One |_| OJ for Joanna and a |_| of the usual for DE.

How are things?

Oh, and a of Grumpfuttocks for Zeb.

From hence unto a place of execution, and may the examiners have mercy on my soul.


C ya l8r, and please don't ask how it went

Stress levels rising slightly with exams tomorrow...

Otherwise fine

Ah, 'tis the season. Well, good luck to you all

I start my A-levels tomorrow. All the fun of the fair, eh?

Here, take the apron. That Gruntfuttock's tap is spraying...

Too late

Necr

The fact that I only have to pass them to stay on the degree course does reduce stress levels a bit though

Thanks. I think some of us will need all the luck we can muster...

But as I'm here, I'll have a

I've got to pass mine to get onto the degree course.

I'm not new staff here. No, I just half-inched the tap keys from Menza's back pocket as he left, so that I could get at the barrels. The uniform was just a front. When you guys strolled in, I had to start pretending that I was actually staff.

*breaks down into tears*

Look, I'm sorry, I won't do it again. Take me away officer.

*the Comedy Police arrest Necro for possession of class A jokes (malicious and/or awful), throwing him into a large black van with a big blue light on the top. Necro holds onto the grills and stares mournfully at the F+F as they take him away*

Oh dear, poor Necro, must be the stress.

need a stiff drink. double please

Mine r worst than A levels