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

Returns to the garden, his jacket adorned with a single red poppy.

Takes one of the chocolate strawberries and gows to mingle once more.

Professor, do try the choccy-dipped strawberries. They are all perfect fruit, I promise!

Hostage situation, eh? Now where's a lurker going to go to get themselves a URL?

*watches to make sure that Ampton serves the new guest, a firelizard*
*Ampton is at first uncertain where the new guest is but shrugs and pours the drink anyway*

Lil, Amy, I just LOVE your paintings!

*supplies herself with another *

...but Lil, not all the pictures at your combined tumb nail/in debth page are linked?
http://www.h2g2.com/A468975

Thanks Lil...I'll have some strawberries...

*looks at Watch...*

Oh, very quickly as wel - gotta go...

*has some...*

Yes! Excellent! What a novel idea! Heh, I'll be back for more tomorrow!

Toodlepip!

*teleports out......*

True, my table is incomplete. This is Amy's and my first joint effort, and we duplicated each other's steps at first. Her page is much cleaner than mine and so I decided we should go with hers. And I forgot to delete mine... since it's my first table, I guess I'll finish it, for the practise.

But after that, I'll be on to another project. Amy is going to set up a waxworks at the Natural History museum, with replicas of the models in the fashions we designed.

And there will be another show, another time!

*reaches for another strawberry*

Mhmm, another strawberry with chocolate and a !

This is what I call decadence and I love it...

Hello Lil, how is it going?

*Is startled about Amy's news about the hostage situation.*

Oh my goodness, girl! Who has got your other half hostage?

Ooooh, lovely. Can I wear my sparkly little tri-culottes?

I hope the waxworks in the museum isn't going to be like that Charles Bronson film. We Wumbeevils are very nervous of things like that.

Has a to calm his nerves

Hi, Wumbevil, methinks, we didn't meet yet, no?

... what are tri-culottes?

Neither Bronson nor Vincent Price, wumbeevil!

mari-rae, Mike A has named the young paint colt you gave him for his birthday. The name is Sephiroth, Seph for short. I went over to the paint horse registry website and 'borrowed' a fistful of jpgs of black tobianos for him to pick one, and I reckon he picked the best legs of the lot! Seph will be kept at Blue Steed.

I'm so glad he likes his colt. Great name! You know, I've been wondering, did Mike A's girl ever accept his proposal?

Oh I'm so glad to hear that Lil, sent a shiver right down my chitin, it did.

Hi Kasia. No, I don't thimk we've been introduced. *stops drinking for a second as the ultimate mark of respect* We insects have been blessed with three pairs of legs, so tri-culottes are three pairs of culottes tastefully joined together with silk, satin, string, etc. It's a nightmare buying shoes, I can tell you. Imelda Marcos was a mere amateur at the game. And as for losing socks....

*realises Kasia is asleep for some reason, so sits back and resumes his *

Mari-rae, thanks for your concern but I think the hostage situation fizzled out due to lack of interest and timely threats by the Tentacle (bless 'im).

Indeed she did, and now gives her h2g2 handle as "Persephone - Mrs Mike A" I'm sure she would spend more time here if her RL schedule weren't so demanding -- long commute to school and so forth.

I never got a chance to check out the hostage situation whenb it was happening... thiis past week has gotten me involved in half a dozen political threads.

That's a relief! Here, have a ! To the Tentacle, then?

Hello, Wumbeevil. We haven't met yet, either. Cheers!

*Kasia wakes up from an unexpected sleep, she seems to fall into*

Ah, yes, Wumbeevil, now I understand.

Hiya, Mari-Rae, Amy

Hi mari-rae, cheers . I have a vague memory of bumping into your lower caseness last night, but I'll take your word for it. I seem to have a very bad memory of the occasion, and haven't a clue where I got that traffic cone...or the sign...or the policehorse.

*red eyes emerge out of the fog*
*nodding to ant* partner in crime, heh heh heh

*jumps on table* I want ginger ale with two cherries!
*grabs a strawberry*

Perhaps you could keep the policehorse in Lil's stable. She seems to have quite a collection of equines residing in these parts.

Hi Styx. How nice of you to drop by.

*gives Styx ginger ale and two cherries*