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

Hmm, I don't really know how. ^^;

It's easy. Just do what I do.
*places one hand on chest, one on hip, and the other on top of head.
Crosses legs repeatedly until they look like heavily braided rope and clenches another between teeth*
And you have to say ole a lot.

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|................S U M M E R . B A L L ..................|
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|. Everyone is invited to come to this grand dance .|
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|............... FANCY DRESS OPTIONAL ...............|
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|... Come to the ballroom now to start practicing ...|
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do we have any musicians who can help us practice until the Big Band arives?

Buddle ding ding ding ding ding ding ding



Waltz away everyone ...

*clenches 'tween teeth and prances forth*
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3,

And I know the lyrics, too!

*prances about a bit & falls flat on face*

Think I need some dance lessons

mabye i could help out, it's acctually a , i was on another ball just reacently and i learned a lot of guys dance there... The big trick is eyecontact!

I think I'll just curl up over here and watch...

*contacts eyes*
I need a partner to do that properly I think. Where's Trin. I need music to make a proper fool of myself.
*Hums the skater's walz*
Tra - la
*Twirl, spin, triple lutz with chocolate topping and sprinkles*

*Is curled up in the corner watching those who know how to dance in amazement* I'm hungery...

*gives sprinkles and topping to Indiana.*

You can have a lick of the triple lutz if you want.

Eh? Sprinkles, yahoo!

*Reads side of sprinkles container*
Slug pellets.
Not for human consumption.
If swallowed write will quickly and call undertaker.

How are you feeling?

so that's why the sprinkles tasted so funny...even hungrier...got any more of those sprinkles?

*Pours pile of sprinkles onto palm and offers them to Indiana*
Are you sure you're feeling OK?
*rereads side of carton*
"Symptoms - increased hunger, dizzyness, liable to break into song."
*Hides lyric book*
There you go!

*Wonders why there are dead slugs all over the ballroom*

*swings from chandelier and lands on top of piano*

Right! The music's started! I'm not sure that I know the tune but I'm willing to d a n c e!
*Pirouette, swivel, twist, wibble.*
Get with the rhythm!

I don't sing or dance, so you don't have to worry about that...I always hungery...mabye I'll go make some ramen...

*senses food on the go and waits expectantly*
I hope it's not slug pellets. They give me hiccups.
*sashay, swivel, macarena, jive*

*hops of to the kithcen huming the song she made for ramen noodles* "Ra, ra, ra, ramen! nah, nah, nah, noodles! du-deh, du-deh, eh, eh, ah, ah, eh, eh, ah, ah!"