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

Matina, three Y's please...

*pours Loony, Phil and Mike a Y of champagne each*

OK, Mike, you'll get one to, since you just celebrated your 15th birthday...

I think it is growing a bit chilly outdoors nowadays, I see Lil moved Violet indoors...

Here, anyone want a U full of mild ale, à la Hoopoe?

*Drops his U*

oops. I´m so sorry.

*Matina, the household robot, manages to catch the U before it hits the floor, and returns it to Engländer*

Titania: Good evening, Engländer!

How come you call yourself that? *curious*

It reminds me of Ruotsalainen, a last name in Finnish, meaning 'Swede' - peculiar, isn't it?

I fear I have the most boring surname. White. Bah.

THANKS; would be a pitty to loose the stuff.*Engländer pulls out a crate of his homebrew.*

that is aproximatly it. I am trying to get a grip of being English but living in Germany. I guess I would call myself German if this were a german site.

There are worse things to aim for Englander, can't think of any though

Oh, I can think of a lot of worse things. I do so most of the time, so I can cope with anything bad coming up.

* Engländer just remembering the sound of Carcrash *?@µ*~#...

Turning late, have to go to bed...

Good night, all!

*drifting off*

Hallo all

Out lasting all the Britts again are we not? Eh Sporky?

*looks out the window glumly*
l wish it'd snow where -l- am, Sporky...

lt almost snowed yesterday. lt snaned, actually.

Yes. Snaned.
They use it on the weather reports, so l don't see what you're all looking at me like that for...

Brr. 'S cold. May l have a hot cocoa, Matina? With steamed milk and cinnamon, please?

Because snaned is a dumb-assed word to go about using, Duh!

Dumbass as it may be, you have to admire its descriptiveness...

Besides, l got sick being out in the snane and l'm strung out on cold medication, so be nice to me.

*adds a shot of Nyquil to her cocoa *

*comes through ratflap*
*looks at Odradek and Sporky*
You should grow a winter coat like me. Itches during molt though.
scratch scratch scratch scrach scratch
Anything to eat? *jumps on counter* Lots of cake!

Snane, heh heh, what's wrong with sleet?

*looks over*

Snane and sleet are completely different forms of precipitation.
Sleet is a frozen form of rain that comes down in an ice-pellet shape, like tiny hailstones, while snane is a combination of sleet, ordinary rain and snowflakes.

Freezing rain, meanwhile, is in a wholly different catagory, being rain that falls and then freezes to the ground on contact.

*looks smug and sips cocoa, feeling vaguely lnuit. ls that the language with over a hundred words for snow?*

Besides, "snaned" has the added advantage and fun of being one of those words that never sounds grammatically correct, even when it's used properly.

sniff

*eats cake and gets drink of water from faucet*
*washes face and hands*
Three horses here now.

Did Mike name his yet?
We could start a polo team...

lt has started getting pretty chilly. l wonder if l should get a blanket for Anqa.

Styx going to bed.
*nods to Odra and scuries away to Quorthon suite*

*nods back; stirs drink and idly contemplates fireplace flames*

*looks in three collegiate diction-Ares *

Er... hmm... perhaps you should petion these guys to add it to their word contraptions?