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

I smell a g**t.

yes .. g**t .. little doubt

Is Chorny a g**t? have we been trying to communicate with a g**t

Chorny a g**t? now who would have thought that? g**ts don't drink

how do you know? Did you ever know a g**t personally?

highly suspicious

me? know a g**t?? certainly not! but I heard about g**ts

What did you hear?

Good, that it is dark in here... Howcome we're talking about g**ts anyway - I haven't got that much gutts...

ah.. there are stories, ancient tales really, that a long, long tome ago there lived a g**t here.. in the darkest darkness of the bar.. but it's rumours mostly ..

... unless you know different ... it can still be smelled on occasion ... & don't things go missing?

Stories? Well - then go on, tell me about them! And don't mind handing me that there...

Maybe Pierce remember the stories. I think the first g**t was roasted. That wasn't a bad idea after all. But since then things went a bit out of hands...

Mmm, and what where?

... sniffs around ... smells the ... pushes it towards the sound of Chorny ...

.. r**sted g**t? with ?? a .. remarkable combination?

I think I prefere Roast Mutton

*makes a sound like someone trying not to make a sound and has the between his fingers...*

Anyone able to see anything in here? I could do with something to clear up this mess...

since the misty morning of the first dawn of time itself rumours have it that s of a herd of goats - g**ts - passed are roaming the utmost dark of this darkened corner

while we may have roasted one of them - or was it two - i am certain that there are still quite a few of them around

i would not suggest lighting anything in the attempt to see them. for one thing they are not a pretty sight

for another thing it is downright impossible to light up any part of this corner. not even xray goggles seem to w*rk

some of us are very pleased with that fact, mind

Well - then this relieves me of the neccessity to clear up this... whatsits...

... "whatsits"?? ... what exactly did you .. spill??

grit?

are you accusing us of putting sand in your ? Well, that's gratitude for you - just as well you can't see me, then you'd be frightened

trying to act mean