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

thanks for the clngrats, Galaxy Babe, I'm very proud of it.

wow! that's looking great,

*joins the conga - but it is not so easy to dance with those wings... Thinks, how do other saints manage this? Aha... this way whooo...*

*twist round from the middle of the conga and grins at Chrome*
Great! Wanna dance when this is over?
*looks down and realises leather is not the way to go for a conga line*
Hang on a tick.
*Human Tweet vanishes for a second, to be replaced by her small yellow bird body*
*swaps back just in time (wearing a bright blue camisole top and matching skirt, if anyone wants to know) to grab the hand of the Saint behind her, just as they were starting to drop to oblivion*
Oh, much better

*gets up off the floor, sways a bit, grabs hold of the bar to steady herself*

(slushed) Uuuuuu that shcrewdriver really went to my headsh. head.

*takes conga line beside bar where Ras has prepared a long line of drinks... grabs one on the way past*

well, this is the longest conga I've ever been in!

dadadada da da... dadadada da da...

dada da da dada da da...

*tags onto end of conga line hoping to inconspicuously gatecrash*

~A~

Has anyone else notced that this thrd is now called normality has bee resumed? I just thought I would point that out
*carrys on congering only stopping long enough to put down his gitare*

DARK GRAY: Look at 'em all. Zoopming around like that! They've all gone nuts!

Sonya: I thought you were a party guy Gray. You never did the conga before?

DARK GRAY: No. And I don't plan to.

Sonya: They'd probably throw you off anyway. They're way up there now.

*watching the congo line file past, wonders where the mosh pit's at*

hmmm, looks like fun, that line you got going... *waits for a response*

*guess it's back to the bar on my oddy-knokyie my little droogies*

yep, it's pretty horror-show, isn't it?

Horow-show, it is, my fellow droogie, it's enlighting to viddy someone who understands.

*grabing his drinks and heading to chat*

ok, it's been a while. my vocab is a little rusty. But I do recognise and understand NADSAT when I viddy it.

*puuuh, flutters away from the conga, bumps not very elegant against the floor*

It's enough! I'm totally out of breath (hmmm, since I got wings, this particular condition happens to me very often. Is it normal?).

*tries to make her way to the bar*

I need a drink! What is this blue staff?

I don't know, but I'll try it! It's almost 4:20 too!!

Hi cloughie,

4:20 - it's your time IRL? Well, me has 10:20 on the clock here, but it's Saturday, so... where is this dink!

dink?! I hope you mean DRINK! I don't know, but I'm enjoying a nice beer and a BH to celebrate 4:20!

*hops down from the conga line, suddenly remembering why she never does stuff like that...*
Kasia must be on my timescale then.
Tequila slammers in honour of different timescales!

(nim glides back in from giving GOD her present and realizes that even her wallflower partner has gone into the party spirits. continues to the bar)

Sorry, you have any soft drinks?

/ weekend over /

*watches from the bar as they go by*
*pouts*
You're making me dizzier.

*Power-slamming drinks at the bar.*

Of course, I meant drink, cloughie! It was just the conga - makes me dizzy, that's it.

What exactly is a Tequilla slammer, Tweetie? Is it the 'normal' stuff or something new, which I could try?