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

*steps in between guru and Affy*

(can't stand the laughter)

*takes off backpack*

*takes out a thermos*

*pours guru a cup of steaming hot Glögg*

*hands it over*

*watching the tree beginning to slide toward the clearing*

This fellow reminds me of a random poetry generator I once wrote..

*decides to keep a weather eye on the guru chappie*

*drops to the ground* extracts collapsible skis from the inside of her left welly* skis across to pick up the dragonFLYbot that has fallen in the snow* skis across to Titania*

Why does he think Affy is so funny?

/* Looks at Affy */

It ~is~ rather contagious, isn't it?

Don't let the guru brainwash you!

*waits while guru sniffs steaming mug, wondering what he'll do with it*

*looks down, sees ant*

Got any idea what to do, Amy?

*Wanders over to the wain* There are some lovely views from up that tree. Who is the bloke with the dress sense of a lama/llama (never can remember the spelling)?

*shrugs little shoulders*

Dunno. He doesn't look very dangerous to me. He'll catch his death going around like that without a vest in this weather.

Could you spare a bit of hot Glögg?

*Meanwhile, Amos and the Clydesdales have dragged the tree the short distance back to the clearing and onto the tarp. Amos secures the tarp to the root ball, and the root ball to the back of the wagon. As there are no upslopes in the return trip, the extra weight will be no problem for the horses*

*Amos then takes the horses up to the front of the wain and hitches them up*

Amos: All ready to go!

Of course Amy - would you like it in one of my mugs or one of yours?

A one "l" lama, that's a priest.
A two "ll" llama, that a beast.
2 more lines withheld from incantation
Mainly for fear of moderation.

* applauds*

So what's a lllama then?
*Leaps into wain for trip back*

One of your mugs please.

*takes of Glögg from Titania* takes the end of the dragonFLYbot* tips the batteries from the FLYbot handle into the Glögg*

Recharging.

*Wonders what the Glogg will be like after the batteries have taken what they need. Probably almost, but not quite completely unlike Glogg. Looks over at the Guru, who is gulping down his Glogg. He finishes and wipes his mouth on a loose end of his, um, garment. He turns to T and bows.*

Guru: May your spleen exult as there are grains of sand between a moonlit cow

*Gathers up the titanium shovels and carries them back to the wain.*

That was a nice little exercise. I'm looking forward to decorating that goo spruce, it's a beauty.

*Gets comfy in the hay and pours a mug of Irish coffee to warm up with.*

*still keeping an eye on the guru in case he makes any moves, climbs into the haywain and wriggles around a bit ta make a hollow in the hay again*

I think that tree is going to the best looking in all of hootoo.

*Grudgingly gets in the wagon*

You've not seen the last of me, Guru Of Mount SandEverest!

*Affy shakes his fist at him. Unfortunately, he shakes the fist with the armband on it, causing the guru to double over in laughter again*

I just *know* that he's behind this...