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

::hides::

*runs in*

Who wants cake?

Much better than hamster burgers.

Dat's my Muse mother you're going on about!

If you'se lot not careful, I'll set Cleo on you!

*saunters in*

*blinks*

*walks up to Ottox, looking pleadingly at hamster burger*

Mmmmmmmmmm HAMSTER BURGERS

HA!!! You're all asking for MAD HAMSTER DIESEASE!!!!

I thought hampsters didn't get mad. They got even....

Something I found out at my own peril

It's a little known fact that mad hamster disease originated from fleas in the Baltic who were having one too many s and decided to play 'truth or dare'; things would have gone smoothly enough, perhaps, if one young flea, hadn't got awfully upset when his girlfriend, who of course, being as drunk as a skunk (although I don't know how drunk skunks get) was flirting with his best friend, and the entire acrobat team from the flea circus. In a fit of jealousy, he dared the acrobats to perform the 'leap of death' through a firey ring which had been created by another flea's drunken attempts at pyromania. Of course, the entire acrobat team, being full of testosterone, not to mention being completely plastered, did so, but the intensity of the light blinded them from the fact that there was a tired hamster at the end of their trajectory. Of course, it was at the very moment the acrobat team was completing their performance that the hamster yawned, and of course our hapless heros catapulted right into his mouth.

Now this hamster wasn't terribly fond of fleas for breakfast, and was even less fond of fiery hoops. The acrobat team met a sad and sorry end in the digestive juices of this nameless hamster, but the hamster himself achieved fame and fortune by becoming the first hamster who had ever been known to become so furious as to have his mood infect every one of his kind that he came into contact with.

The jealous flea, of course, was overcome with remorse the next day when he realised what he had done, became a complete teetotaller, married the girl, and reared six little eggs who were all named after his deceased acrobat friends.

Only six eggs? I heard they lay around six million... Or is that in their lifetime... oh whatever. Pass the hamsterburgers please.

No one even wants a Danish?

I'm not *that* bad a baker, am I?

::cries:: Stop it with the hamsterburgers...

six; six million, whatever.

Hehehehe! ::grabs a couple of Danishes for desert:: They look good!

Hehehehe! ::grabs a couple of Danishes for desert:: They look good!

Twice even! You must be hungry!

No tears for that beautiful poigniant (sp?) story?

Sergeant Mushroom, may I please have a cherry Danish?

::coughs up some fuzz from that hampsterburger::

*glares at Joe*

My dear P, I'd be delighted to give you one!

*gives requested Danish to Goshoogoshoogosh*

Joe, that's what you get for eating cute animals!!!

LOL Tastes just as good on the way back up!