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

so while we're um 'not' rescuing cyclops.......anyone up for vodka?

Sounds like a good idea. I'd hate to not resue cyclops without having a drink first.

indeedliness can come up with some good drunken squirrel killing songs while we're at it........not that we're going to go and rescue cyclops while massacaring a whole load of squirrels of course.

Vodka! YAY!

oh how i love being in this army

Whasshappenin?

Hi Smiley,

We're not starting a rescue attempt at F47192?thread=171800. So we will not be needing your help. So don't join in the conversation.

At ease,

Rama (Codename: H)

*salutes*
Sir!

I found out, through thourough investigation, shemless violence, and handing out bribes, willy nilly, what SKWERL stands for. It is:
the Squirrel Komitet* for World Enslavement, Revenge & Larceny.
So now we know...



*note handy use of russian, to get the letters to fit

######incoming message######

"you can't be truly evil if you don't know a bit of Russian. Or own a big leather swivel chair. Bwahahahaha!"

#######over######

You forgot, you need to be bald, where bad grey suits and have a disfiguring facial scar inflicted by your nemesis.

Rama

also, stroking a big fat fluffy white cat, probably called Mr Tiddles, and saying 'So, we meeet egain meestair Bond!' to any one who tries to talk to you helps

and be really good at managing to tell the good guy all about your evil plan including how to stop the otherwise unstoppable lazer that's about to demolish earth before leaving him to his certain death so that he can escape.

And laugh in the most inappropriate places

cyclops, for the last time, you're not related to Rasputin!

anyway, being as i am the closest fighter to 'private' cyclops' place of imprisonment (and having an unnaturally high vodka tolerance level - solid rock cafe 99p vodka mixes have a lot to answer for) i volunteer myself to lead the mission. the most likely place to check is between partick and govan, although i also believe there is a disused underground station near kelvingrove...

i would also, however, like to report a worrying affiliation taking place. picture the scene: i'm in oakfield avenue with my erstwhile... erm... *unsure what to call him*... with my paul, in coia's bedroom, when coia says "look, there's a squirrel outside the window." paul jumps up to look out: "awww squirrel! i like squirrels!"

nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!

but i have to say there were signs. i mean, look how high pitched he squeaks when you tickle him...

ahem!

Yours, GA

::blinks::

please dont be confused, this is what passes for normality

*tries not to look confused*

Unfortunately I understood it.

Unfortunately.

I did always suspect that there was something strange there... No human can survive that much sugar.

i feel like i'm missing something here.
--the