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

*shuts eyes, puts hands over ears and starts to whistle...just in case Ictoan decides to elaborate upon that theme*

Oh come on, surely you've played 'hide the ice cream' before?

LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA

*refuseing to answer due to possiblity of incrimination*

Now what is the point of hiding ice cream? If its not hidden in the freezer, or possibly with Rasputin, then it will melt away and no one will be able to find it. A somewhat disappointing game unless your aim is to get rid of the kids all afternoon while you get blootered on gin.

.... Nah! Probably safest not to

See? I knew the concept of someone in the medical arena being sweet and innocent was not going to work!

And as for the point, well, when it melts, it dribbles.......

That would make a terrible mess. Probably lead to dry cleaning bills. ?

Ohhh, yes please marster Munchie..

And how many times do I have to say it...I ain't a MEDIC... *extremely hurt that people keep being that nasty about me*

Oh yes, I'm pretty sure it would lead to dry cleaning bills

BTW, has anybody got any idea as to what I am going on about? 'Cos I ain't got a clue mesen

I know you ain't a medic Zantic, but you do work in a medical environment and are therefore tainted by association. Sorry if you thought I was accusing you of being a med student, I made that mistake once and, believe me, I learned my lesson

Tainted...forever tainted..
*goes off into overly dramatic swoon*

Mind the ta... Oh never mind, we needed some kinding for the fire anyway.

Why? is it feel a little down on its luck?

*goes off to be kind to the fire, moving Zan out of the high-speed freeway to the loos as he passes.*

*continue to feign swoon until someone hands over that that was promised*

In fact I think we need a really. That'd bring you round again Either that or one of wumbe's socks....

WUMBE's SOCK!! You are mean and cruel and unnatural aren't you.???

Thank ou for the , but my hair didn't need washing that badly did it? *sooks the beer drips frome the ends of her har and then wrings the remainder out into an

Perhaps not but the bedraggled look does do a certain....somthing for you

S'Okay I was just kidding about wumbe's sock, I'd need to get the other key holder to unlock the secure closet with me first, and MI5 won't tell me who that is until we are at war. (I think it counts as a weapon of mass distruction and contravenes numerous UN regulations!)

*towel from gents for Zans hair*

Erm, I don;t think you really want this, do you?

uh...well...no thanks...
Beer is meant to be good for the hair after all *drinks the dregs from the hair squeezing and looks a little ill*

A weapon of mass destruction? Does that mean that Wumbe is subject to regular UN inspections, oo er

*walks straight up to the bar*

Bourbon. Double. Neat.

*then looks around casually*