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

Must be the cat like reflexes.

Me manages to catch all spillages before the reachish the florsh... ~grinsh~...

Me loves all of h2g2 and me most loves all my h2g2 friendsh...

Me wants to huggle you all...

Hi there Greebo Congrats and all that Have you got any rum... it is my preferred drink
... I will NOT be putting my posterior in the air here... or anywhere!
LOL

Here Greebo... catch>>>>>>0>>>>>>0>>>>>>>0
shazz

~Greebo throws the drinks she is carrying into the air... jumps straight upwards... performs a neat sumersault... catches each othe thrown doughnuts in her mouth... falls gracefully back to the ground... and catches the tray of drinks without spilling a drop~

Rum it is Shazz... ~~Greebo fills a glass up~... Want anythingsh with that???

*Enters carrying a prettily done up little package and hands it to Greebo.*

Edible undies for your wedding night, Greebo! *Begins to chant:*

Greebo and Stooby sittin' in a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
First comes love
Then comes marriage
Then comes Greebo with a
Baby carriage!!

Ha ha ha ha!

Make mine a vt, please!

Ohhhh... ~Greebo puts the drinks down and accepts the package... she shakes it experimentaly..~ What can it be????

*wanders in and looks for a drink*

~walks in and looks around~
Well, this looks like the party I've been searching for. Quite crowded. ~scans the place for Greebo, and after a while notices her~
Hey Greebo,

*Enters with large box*

Here you go, Greebo, a wedding present for ya'!

~Irving

Thank you for the rum Greebo I take it neat usually!
Your present will be arriving nearer the time
shazz

Hey! Am I the only one here who is tanked up but still sober?
*Has to laugh at own joke cos Gwennie seems unable to understand it for some reason despite finding own navel hilarious. Gives up trying to explain, and looks at the door*

Who called the police?
*Two very fit and healthly looking uniformed men enter the room. One is carrying what looks like a tape player. Nobody else in room seems to notice...*
Hmm. Wonder if they have any keep fit tips for me.

*hopes this isn't turning into a strip club*

*Dr J slips in behind the policemen, carrying a huge box*
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IOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI
IOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI
IOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI
IOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI
IOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI

A little sustenance for your wedding night, Greebs. Don't eat them all at once.

*Places box behind bar, since Greebo is looking seriously unsteady. Takes large Janx Spirit with exactly three cubes of Arcturan Mega-gin and an olive. Sips thoughtfully. Smoke rises from underheath his hat.~~~~~*

Hi again all... ~grin~... anyone for another round of drinks... ~Greebo spies the two hunky officers...~

WOW... it's Officer Longun and Officer Biggun... Hi guys... ~grin~... What are you fisrst names... we're not formal her... ~bigg grin~... Wow really... both have the same name... Ivor... Ohhh... what a conincodence... hey everyone... I'd like you to meet Ivor Longun and Ivor Biggun...

~Greebo rolls around the floor giggling inanly...~

Well, Greebo, I guess I'd better tell 'ya what the present is... I knew everyone would get you doughnuts and milk, so I figgured I'd get you a refriderator so that you'd have a place to put the milk!

~Irving

Your freindly Archbishop offers his congrats!

Good morning, your Grace. Are you here in a professional capacity, or is this just a social visit?

*Offers M the G a large .*

* The sound of a Heavenly Chariot & Trumpets can be heard faintly in the middle distance, unfortunately, as most people are now fighting a losing battle with gravity at this stage, it goes by largely unnoticed *

Oh...Well, It’s always the way isn’t it. Just when you have got a million billion things to do, someone decides to throw a party in your absence. Anyway, I’m hear now...

* Surveys the surroundings. Ponders that somebody is going to be a millionaire if they can get all these empty bottles to a recycling centre *

* look over at the slumbering cat with matted fur from drinking all the truly insidious cocktails *

* Ponders that if she had been ‘vertical’, he would have handed over this solid gold cat-flap, and said something along the lines of ‘ Well, there are only so many donuts one cat can eat, can’t they ?’. At this point, HE suddenly spots the bar and almost by osmosis procures a large Bloody Mary, whilst thinking, I probably would have followed my greetings up with ‘I think it will be a lasting marriage, because you are both very similar (Well, apart from the whole Cat/Man thing) and mainly because your marrying the CEO of ‘Dunkin Donuts’ *

* looks over at the only ‘relatively’ sober individual *

Washington ! Don’t even think about touching that guitar...!!!

- Drunk on Power, Drunk on Life...

*Notices that God has managed post before M the G in spite of posting after him (teporally)*

My Brownie! What's in this? *Notices his CI_I is empty. Refills it with same as before but replaces olive with a gherkin and a small umbrella* There, that should be a little less potent! When's the entertainment starting? (I wasn't referring to you, Irv. Your turn comes just after all but three of us are passed out on the floor!)

Well Dr.John, it's just a case of friends in high places (...and of course, a little dilation of time)

Here, have some of this brew. I got if off some monks who live in Siberia, who have precious little to do than increasing the alcohol content of spirits well beyond a 100%.

* Produces a lead-lined flask, pouring the clear liquid^ into a plastic cup, HE then proceeds to pour it into to metal cup from the lead-flask; as most of the table the plastic cup was standing upon has dissolved *

It has quite a kick...

* proffers it to the 'Medic' *

You don't intend to use your brain for the next few days, to you ?

- Seven Day Dentists ???

N.B. As a general rule, never touch clear alcoholic liquid. Alright, make it an abiding rule, just to be on the safe side...