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

I Muscovey bit too when its done. Does that only work in a Scots accent?

You're just too grebey.

(ok, it'snot a duck, but it's friday so I think some leeway is allowed.)

So tell me ... is this virtual duck a Mallard Imaginaire?

I think you've stunned them all to silence with that one, Kes.

*Prods the now sizzling waterfowl.* Nearly done!

Nearly done? No, I think I'm good for a few more fowl jokes yet ....

I would not be at all surprised. Anyway, if the bird is done shall we Toucan?

(Tuck in ... Toucan ... Tuck in ... nah, I think its duff too)

No it's not, you lyre!

It needs a minah bit more sizzling first.

Since we have departed from the whole 'duck' thing....

*starts Puffin on the BBq to keep thigs going*

Albatross to help you in a minute!

Tern round Munchkin, I think you got a bit of charcoal on your nose

The puns are come and gann-et breakneck speed here!

Wren will they ever tern? Wren will they ev-er tern????

Well if they'd stop swanning around and goose us a hand, we might get these burgers out by xmas.

*Grabs a burger from off the grill and flops it into a bun. Then dollops a couple of tea loons of mustard on top*
Once again I am first to drop out of the pun race as the only birds I can think of are Blue Tits. Where is a Wumbeevil when you need him?
*Picks up gin and thinks of a new one*
Spend hours cooking dinner? Not me, I just flamingo. *Not a very good one though*

falcon hell Munchkin, that was bad!

I avocet of bird puns back at home ... you could borrow one if you need to.

Yep, definitely moa puns needed here (if we can have extinct birdies that is!) Ostrich to a few myself but am running out now....

*returns to the Terrace and halts, appalled at the verbal carnage*

The barbeque doesn't look that bad surely.
*Looks at the low ebb of drinks* Suppose I'd best coot off to the bar and do my barman thing, anyone for bittern?

I'll swallow anything alcoholic