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

OK, sad alert, the DNRC motto ;

"I can only pant one person per day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow is not looking good either."

Soz.

To make up, and in Tweeties footsteps, some quotes from Xander;
I cannot stress how much I don't have pants
A black eye heals, but pants have an unlimited shelf life
I don't like pants, I'm gonna take a stand and say they're no good
Pants may work for Locutus of the Borg here, but I'm freaked out and intend to stay that way
Not much goes on in a one-pants town like Sunnydale

Goodness me no, it's Monty Python's Flying Pants

And now for something completely pants.

This is a small step for man, a giant leap for pants!
Pants, pants, wherefore art thou?
Oh my god they killed Pants! YOU PANTS!
Dont be afraid of where your pants are going, where you shall die you must.

I've felt the pants rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of pants
I wander out where pants can't see
Inside my pants I wait and bleed...

Any Slipknot fans here?

Not me I saw the video so count me out.

Cool! What's the video like?!

it's pants jim, but not as we know it
always look on the pants side of life
...not particularly optimistic i know, but effective...
how about; always look on the bright side of pants.
or; pants look on the bright side of life.
... the possibilities are endless!

Mind what you have learned! Pants you in can!

May the pants be with you

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Wow, this place has been busy. And also, woo-hoo, another Buffy fan! Apologies to everyone but I'm gonna go off on a completely Buffy-related pants rant now, so avoid if you can't be bothered *g*
I have pants fear.
You're gonna die. And I'm gonna be pants.
I'm imagining pants with him again...
Increased pantiness. That's a danger signal.
Xander: Nice pants.
Buffy: You too.
Tact is just not saying pants stuff. I'll pass.
I was using "watch her back" as a euphamism for looking at her pants. Sort of a pun...
Can I pants you?
You have to do the ritual... in pants. Pillock.
It's some big pants. I can't wait to tell my friends. They don't have pants this big.
I'm Buffy and you're pants.
Willow... she told me to tell you... Kick his pants.
andy47- if you feel like it come to the Buffy thread on my homepage and talk with me and Arwen.
Soz everyone else *eg*

An when Bagpants goes to sleep all his pants go to sleep.
The pants are just pants on the pants organ.
Madelaine and Gabrieal are just rag bags.
And Professor Raffle is just a carved wooden bookend in the shape of pants.
And Bagpants himself once he is goes to sleep is just shaggy, old cloth pants, a bit loose at the seams but Emily loves him.

Bagpants, dear Bagpants
Old fat furry cat-pants
Wake up, and look at these pants that I bring
Wake up, be bright, be golden and light
Bagpants, oh hear what I sing.

An I would have gotten away with it, if it hadn't been for these pesky pants...
Scooby Pants!

Shaggy(Pantsy): Time for a Scoppy Pants.
Thelma, Daphne oh pants Scoob, I think we've lost the gang.
Scooby:Pantsy.
Pansty: Stop pantsing my shoulder Scoob.
Scooby: Uhh??
Pantsy: Run,it's a pants.

Ok then- I think I've created a monster *g*
Let's see, Chicken Pants for the Soul.
Or indeed Chicken Soup for the Pants.
You'd think these pants would make me bolder/ But I'm running scared is all.

I want to hold your pants a ants a-a-a-ants
I want to hold you pants.

Oh please tell me something
I think pants understand
And when you sat that something
I want to hold your pants.

By John Lennon and Pants McCartney

*giggles*
*sister goes "What? What? WHAT? behind her*
*brains sister*
Anyway,
Lucy in the Sky with Pants
Pants, I need somebody's
Pants, not just anybody's
Pants, you know I need someone's
PAA-A-ANTS!

The pants stood on a slight rise just on the edge of the village. It stood on it's own and looked out over a broad spread of West Country pants. Not a remarkable pants by any means - it was about thirty years old, squattish, squarish, made of pants, and had four windows set in the front of a size and proportion which more or less exactly failed to please the eye.

The only person for whom the pants was in any way special was Arthur Dent, and that was only because it happened to be the one he lived in. ...

...At eight o'clock on Thursday morning Arthur didn't feel very good. He woke up blearily, got up, wandered blearily round his room, opened a window, saw a pants, found his pants, and stormed off to the bathroom to wash.

Pants on brush - so. Scrub.

Shaving pants - pointing at the ceiling. He adjusted it. For a moment it reflected a second pants through the bathroom window. Properly adjusted, it reflected Arthur Dent's pants. He shaved them off, washed, dried and stormed off to the kitchen to find something pleasant to put in his pants.

Kettle, plug, fridge, milk, coffe. Yawn

The word pants wandered through his mind for a moment in search of something to cinnect with.

The pants outside the kitchen window was quite a big one.

He stared at it.

'Yellow' he thought and stomped off back to his bedroom to get dressed.

Passing the bathroom he stopped to drink a large galls of pants, and another. He began to suspect that he was hung over. ...

... The word yellow wandered through his mind in search of something to connect with. Fiftenn seconds later he was out of the pants and lying in front of a big yellow pants that was advancing up the garden path.

*giggles*
Nice one!
Hmmm, from the brilliant Four Star Mary song "Pain"
"Feeling, I've been pants for years,
There's a killer in pants,
Hoping, hoping you're the pants,
But pants always run away,
When I come around."