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

I propose that we hold another h2g2 general election to elect a new president.

Anyone want to second that?

I propose we do not!!!!!!

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We seem to be doing alright with the tyrant we've got already

Oops, I meant President. Sorry

Is there a difference?

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I dunno, they're sort of the same job description, only I got the impression that Peregrin isn't the type of person who enjoys hanging his enemies from the nearest lampost.

No, he tends to prefer hanging lamposts from his enemies....

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In a decorative fashion?

I'm told if you stare at the corpses long enough you can see a 3-D picture of a yellow desert spoon.

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I can hang a few rebellious individuals from lampposts if absolutely necessary?

*ties a noose absentmindedly while scowling at Krans*



Seriously though, if anyone feels that they want a different president, one who can be online more frequently, I'm happy to resign in favour of a decent opposition candidate. After all, this is the first time I've been able to get on to h2g2 in a couple of months.

& for the Prez

*waves at Granny while downing the

I suppose I could do something presidential like declare war on the Thingites. Do you think that'd help?

*A noise sounding like the shattering of glass by a sniper rifle, followed by the burying of a bullet in the far wall is heard*

[from over the grassy knoll] Damn! Missed!

*Fires again*

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*Fires one for good measure in the general direction of the Vice Prez*

That´s just the thing Peregrin. Call me what you will, but I think that the h2g2 pres ought to have a bit more of an active role in the community... *looks embarrassed*

*wonders why there's a hole in his leg*

I would have a more active role in the community, if I was able to be online more often. Sorry, heartfelt apologies to all who feel neglected

*downs *

*wonders why there's another hole in his foot*

Hmm, that tasted funny. *cough, splutter*

Argh!

*pulls knife out of ribcage*

*cough*

*runs upstairs, as all good horror film victims do*

*staggers around a bit, bleeds on the carpet, and wonders if anybody is going to help him*

*As Minister for Handicrafts & Home-made Wine, rushes in with needle & thread & plenty of rice wine*

Here Mr Prez, just get a few slugs of this down you & I'll get down to work - cross stitch or fancy work on your legs?

Ahhhh, at least one of my ministers is still loyal (assuming that wine isn't poisoned too)

*s Granny and apologises for the bloody stains left on her apron*

*glugs wine and watches in interest when it spurts out of the holes*

Um, some fancy needlework should be nice, it could be a cheap alternative to getting tattoos. Can you stitch my shoulder up in the shape of a Celtic knot?