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

Well done, Bob! Not only do you have bottomless trouser pockets, but you're gullible, oops, I mean courageous as well!

Bob the Brave, thats it.

I would go with gullabul my self

Well, I didn't like to say.

so we are agreed then.....
ok point me in the direction of food

*Points Bob in the direction that her rumbling stomach tells her the food is located*

Mind you don't bump Greebo on any sharp objects!

*Puts his sowrd afay and swops Greebo back to his right arm*
how about what she has don to me wrigaling in her sleep
*shows them where his t-shirt has been ripped to shredds and the scratches across his ribs, replaces greebo draws his sword againe and strids off in to a big dining room where.....*

Cor, blimey! It's full of food!

*There, ahead of the group is a table laden with all sorts of exotic fruits and food, topped with the largest pile of doughnuts imaginable. Greebo stirs in Bob's arms and starts to purr loudly in her sleep*

*looks upwards with a pleading look on his face*

Please don't let her start drooling
Please don't let her start drooling
Please don't let her start drooling
Please don't let her start drooling
Please don't let her start drooling
Please don't let her start drooling
Please don't let her start drooling
Please don't let her start drooling
Please don't let her start drooling

*Remembers the last time Greebo started to drool in her sleep and wonders whether she remembered to pack her water wings*

Oh, no!

*A small globule of drool starts to form at the corner of the sleeping Greebo's mouth and falls with a resounding splat to the floor*

@@@@ GREEBO DREAM SEQUENCE @@@@

Greebo is sitting in a throne made of doughnuts... surveying her kingdom... DOUGHNUTWORLD... she begins to drool...~

@@@@ GREEBO DREAM SEQUENCE ENDS @@@@

~Dribble and drool begins to cascade onto the floor~

Quick! Someone wake Greebs up!

*Panic stricken, Gwennie splashes her way through the ankle-deep drool covering the floor, towards the sleeping and drooling Greebo in Bob's arms, slips and lands face down*

Glug! Yuck!

~Greebo extends her claws and digs into Bob~

Drip...
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*Winces*
By the time she has finished we could enter my chest as modden art.
*screems pain and pulls Greebo off his chest*
Oh I see what she wants id is a moverbul noughts and crosses bord.
*He walks ocve tothe table and puts greeco down next to a pile of chochlet coverd dougnuts, he then reaches in to his pocket and pulls out a length of bandadg and anew T-shirt. he bandages himself up changes his T-shirt and then atacks a mushroom piza that was lying steeming on the table*

*Eye's the drool that has now begun to creap up to knee level*

help

erm any one got a bucket?

Methinks we need to find a large pump to shift all of this, but failing that...

*Gropes around on the floor under the drool and struggles with something. There is a large popping sound and Gwennie falls backwards with a large plug in her hands while the drool slowly drains away*

That should do it!

*starts floating towards the spiralling drool*

Erm, anyone got a rope handy?

*Starts singing "My Baby 'As Gorn Daan the Pul 'Ole" as Menza slides into the plug hole, blocking it completely*

Oops!

*Tries to pull Menza free, but he appears to be stuck fast*

*Not taking his atenchan from the Pizza throws her a can of oil*