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

and that just wouldnt do... a mushroom huh? well, its a different thought to a frog or something!

*hands bob a glass of something, she's not quite sure...*

* Rasputin looks over at the soon to be ex-bob... *

Ras^

*ducks*

*quietly creeps further away, wondering whether Tweetie will be able to change Bob back if necessary...*

God is the ORIGINAL Doctor! He'll fix you!

*runs like hell*

* Rasputin searches for his large glory beads inside his vestments... *

* Not to praise his employer, but because they come in handy when trying to strangle people...

Ras^

i think somebody's watched the godfather WAY tooo many times for their own good.........

*grins*
Ok, what is with the questioning my powers as a witch tonight?
Of *course* I'll be able to change him back.
The question is really... back to what?
*grins sheepishly at Bob*

Bob? Who's Bob?

Bob? Who's Bob?

Check the last thread- he's a fellow Saint.

Having just updated the eGroups database, I noticed that we are at 58 Saints (including GOD). We're getting pretty close to the big 6-0.

So, who's started planning the 60th Angel party?

* HE drops in after weighing up his busy schedule against his desire for a drink...there really is no contest *

Greetings Angelwings, Tweetie & BED

I'm sure you can host it BED if you like...

BTW We are also on the look out for another Archangel, especially after Zax has disappeared...

So start thinking up the names to go into the hat...

* Rasputin quickly hides the flexed rosery beads, and beams an angelic smile... *

- Simply, High Spirited.

oh, how about......oh no, tweetie's already an archangel.....oh well, I give up!

Awww.
*hugs Angelwings*
You thought of me
Right, I'm straight over to the database, just as soon as I check the myriad replies on my page (still stubbornly sticking to it...).
*wanders off muttering*
Why did I ever join Survivor?

you know what this means don't you? I'm now expecting you to stop me from doing anything stupid at parties..........unless it involves rugby players, of course

*evil grin*
Well... I'll stop you doing anything I wouldn't do

· HE sits in his chair in his private chambers which are somewhat reminiscent of 1950s Britain, where it is always just before teatime… on the telly is a nature documentary about chaffinches and the wily, flighty ways. HE is currently asleep with his reading glasses at half-mast as it were, after reading tomorrow's newspaper… *

· St.Peter comes by to knock on the door more stridently this time, than the four previous…no response. *

· Many may say St.Peter might just be a stooge in the weird & wonderful workings of the Universe, but after almost 2000 years of continual service he has picked up a few tricks along the way… *

· He silently opens the large formidable oak door and sneaks over to the table where a number of star-charts are haphazardly strewn about, and grasps the port decanter and edges towards to the sleeping deity. He gradually eases out the stopper… *

GOD - …WHAT, WHAT'S GOING ON AROUND HERE !!!

· St.Peter eases away with a secret smile on his lips from the roused, irascible immortal… *

· St.Peter 1 vs GOD 1,985,987… *

St.Peter - Your majesticness, you were going to attend the Angel Ceremony…er, three hours ago ?

· HE rises from his comfy chair with ease for a gentleman with at least 1 billion years on the clock… *

GOD - Yes, yes enough with the idle chatter, or you'll make ME late !!!

· HE storms out the room leaving a bemused saint in his wake… *

* St.Peter 1 vs GOD 1,985,988… *

· HE enters the Wings Bar where the waiting Saints have been well & truly putting it away…infact newt's lie collapsed on the floor, that's just how much… *

GOD - Well, could Amanda please step forth…

· Amanda manages to scramble to her feet, gravity feels slightly put out by the fact and goes off to join a better union… *

GOD - I dub you Saint Amanda the Patron Saint of Novel Ideas !!!

May you go forth and seek out novelty in life, loves & literature !!!

· HE produces a golden sword from thin air resulting in continuity to black ban his activities, and a pair of printed wings & a rather cheesy, cheap shop, hula hoop halo appears… *

· Some saints at the bar cheer, just like they cheered when one of the flock made it all the way to the toilets and back eariler… *

GOD - Could Jester please step forward…

I dub you Saint Jester (Court of the Lizard King) the Patron Saint of Dead Rock Stars !!!

May you go forth & give comfort to those who pushed the boundaries of lurid excess so everyone else can safely live vicariously through them !!!

· A pair of black lurex wings sprout forth & a golden studded halo appear…then a golden sword flashes past… *

· HE pauses a little for it's truly thirsty work…watching others imbibe whilst you're doing your job… J *

· HE turns to Punting Small Dogs… *

I dub you Saint Punting the Patron Saint of Small Dogs !!!

May you go forth from here and mend your ways by being bound in service to help all the small dogs…even if it means sending all the truly annoying ones into orbit in small space-capsule like the Russians… *

· HE swings a golden sword… *

Er… Would you please step forward Triv…

· A pair of shaggy off white wings appear on Punting & a silver halo bearing a dog collar… *

Yes, if I MAY continue !!!

I dub you Saint Triv the Patron Saint of Merry-Go-Arounds !!!

May you go forth and stop all the middle-men giving people the run-a-round !!!

· HE swings the mighty golden sword with gusto… *

· Several minutes elapse… *

GOD - Oh fiddlesticks, let's get a drink, we could be here all day…

· HE grapples a bottle… *

Here we are Punt, have a 'Two Dogs'…

· Jester (Court of the Lizard King) interrupts… *

Jester (COTLK) - Why do they call it that ???

- Simply, High Spirited.

* A pair of fairground gaudy wings appear on Triv, plus a singular red dot of light circles endlessly around his head… *

Woah- deja vu.

I thought we were trying to find a new Archangel? Personally, I think Archangel GALAXY BABE has a certain ring to it......