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

Metallica and Black Sabbteh both very cool

now what about Tom Jones ?

Hmm.. Music I'm not familiar with. how could this be? Could you name a song he sings? Possibly this may ring a familiar bell?

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Emar: What about the Gone Jackals? I like 'em.

Zeb: Emar, nobody knows who the hell you're talking about.

Emar: I just wanted to be part of the conversation.

Zeb(shouting up to the bridge of the Draco): HEY KRYMLA! WE GONNA LAUNCH THIS THING, OR WHAT? THE CONVERSATION DOWN HERE HAS DEGENERATED INTO CHIT-CHAT ABOUT FAVORITE BANDS!

Reporter- And it's mayhem down her----(is attaked so hard and fast by the picketers that the entire crowd vanishes)


Yo- Whoa

I gotta hole in me pocket...

*NYC takes out the hole, and slaps it on Yowuzupman's forehead, and waits*

*two minutes later, nothing happens. four minutes after that, a lot more nothing happens*

oh c'mon! there has to be SOMETHING in there!

*NYC hits the back of Yowuzupman's head; a chickpea falls out*

that was soo stupid I don't even know what to say

[sea] that was no stupider than the conversation you were having. seriously.

[balefule expression] WHAT are we doing here?

Were on a daytrip from the initiation Forum and if we don't hurry were going to miss the bus back

I know................sorry bout dropping everyones IQ LOL

Emar: Hey, Byanbald; You STILL haven't answered my question about Flopsy.

[it's obvious none of you are Beatles fans]

that's it, if nothing happens soon, I'm leaving. I'm already that much dumber for having read this conversation in the first place...

Zeb(shaking Can-O-Whoopass™): Hey, NYC, if this conversation is too stupid, we can always...liven it up a little.

[sea] sounds good to me.

[evillene] me too.

*NYC pulls out a bottle of Pab Galactic Gargle Blaster*

alrighty, anything is better than this...

*NYC sticks a tissue in the top, and lights a match*

Happy Hides

*sea hides as well. evillene gets as close to the bottle as possible- she likes being on fire*

[sea] *mutters* sicko...

*NYC looks quite surprised to see a flaming person next to him. so surprised, even, to forget to throw the bottle. it explodes in his hand*

*FWOOM* *GAAAAACK!*

*evillene grins*

Zeb: Now, we pick our target...









<...NYC and Zeb exchange a dark look of mutual understanding, and ready their projectiles...>