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

Perhaps we should change the light bulbs for 100W instead of the ususal pub 40Ws?

*still applying lanacane to bites*

That's a bright idea.

...*can be heard complimenting the firemen on their hoses...*

Ours are on strike, I think. Or they will be. Or they were. Or they are. But there has/is/will be a strike soon/now/recently. And it looks like the result of the strike is going to be that lots of firemen lose their jobs .

You forgot to tell them about their big brass bits, Pan!

UK firemen on strike? Better hope that nobody goes about playing with matches!

...*carelessly lights matches and tosses them about...*
So...that's what I chipped my tooth on...
I intend to write a very strongly worded letter to The Fireman's Association or sumthin'.

Shouldn't that be a thtrongly worded letter to the Firemen's Athothiation? Or is the chip off your tooth not that big?

...*still refusing to encourage this type of *ahem* humor...pretends she's deaf...signs for doubles all around...*
Let's all do that shot thing...where you slam back your shot and then slam down your shot glass!Wait a sec. I want a few practice runs...wouldn't wanna' miss my mouth or sumthin'.
...*leaves the door to various insults WIDE open...*

*takes deep breath, opens mouth to say something. closes mouth, looks thoughtful for a moment, opens mouth again. closes mouth and ponders... one of those moments where your mind goes completely blank. a bit like when you pick up the guitar and someone says "okay, play something we all know" just as your memory locks you out and flips the sign on the door round to say "closed"*

you're quite good at leaving things wide open Pan

JAN i think you need a for inspiration

:: picks up his guitar and plays "whiskey in the jar" ::

*picks up Pierce's whiskey and downs it*

Fortheloveofthemotherofthedevil. So much for my thoughts of *my* big strong Cappy. First time in all these years I've ever seen him cry. 'Cept for the other times I've seen him cry.Like when his underwater flim of mari-rae skinny dipping didn't develope.

JAN is speechless, and it only took a gu-zillion words to let us know.

Linus, I'm not at all sure what you mean?
...*goes to the alley...braving the winds...leaves the Pub's door wide open so the alley will be a bit warmer...has a smoke and wonders what Linus might mean...* ===~ ~~ ~

*Pours another whiskey for Pierce*

Keep the bottle buddy. Some rum here also if'n you want.

What /do/ I know that everyone knows? hmmmmmm, a tough one. Y'all know Stairway to Heaven? Hope so. Anyway, here goes.

*pins sprigs of above Pan's windowsill and random points in the bar*

*Waits near *

*takes deep breath to sing along with "Stairway". can't remember words. breathes out heavily, picks up and goes and stands quietly next to Roadkill under . waits for a suitable muse to lift this curious bout of thinker's block. *

Never miss an opp. kie this one! WWHOOOO-HOOO!
Caer
...*slides her six string from behind the bar...*
There's a lady who knows...all that glitters is gold and she's buying the stariway to Heaven...when she gets there she knows..
if the stores are all closed...with a word she can get what she came for...there's a sign on the wall...but she wants to be sure, cuz you know, sometimes words have to meanings...<<<<<<<<<<<...*really into the song now...will probably have it stuck in her head until she's sung it 42 times or sumthin'...*
...*finally has Grandma got run over by a reindeer out of her head......Hati...*