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

I would hope that there is NO Old Peculiar in the barfridge! That is no way to treat a class English beer!

Luckily I happen to have a backpack full of the stuff... and my backpack works just as well as the barfridge for replenishing stocks!

*Covers ears as Pierce fires... then hands him an OP from her backpack*

shazz

Thanks, hon! What a timing! Just what I needed now. Any BLT-sandwiches in that backpack as well? Have grown rather fond of them lately. Well, better than the BSE ones anyway...

*Vision clearing, and head not hurting as badly, she stands and approaches Linus. Puts a hand on his shoulder and whispers...*

~did I hear you call me old? and peculiar? I hope I didn't...~

Hardly, I like Old Peculiar...

*...*crack*...*rattle*...*buzzzz*..... the pirate listens to his sub etha radio*

Yo, fellas! I just hard the most marvelous news: A new superbaby has been born! Let's open up a crate and celebrate.

Oh, and by the way: It is Old Peculier with an "e". I know it sounds, well - er - peculiar, but there you are...

Hehehehe!
Well, I'm not allowed to mention MY favourite, which is Old B*****d!!!

If the rumours are correct we may have help on the way yes... but I'm not sure how fast superbabes develop! We may have to win THIS battle on our own!

shazz

I think you may all want to look into this:

http://www.bbc.co.uk/h2g2/guide/A520769

You may be right, Shazz, but I don't think we are in any danger right now. At least I can't see og hear anything on neither radar nor radio. So what do you say we party a lot while waiting for the superbabe or - more likely - the proud father, who is bound to bring a h********t of and c****s

*Hides how hurt she feels at Linus' remark, by grabbing a bottle of OP out of the bar fridge and opening it. Drinks. Sits back down at communications. Begins to monitor enemy movements.*

The Demosians aren't in position yet. There's some confusion.

*Sidles up to Mari*

What's that little collection of dots over there?

*Points to what looks like a swarm of ants on the radar before placing her beer on the screen*

*Turns off his personal force field as it seems it will not be tested right at this very moment, despite healthy doses of provocation*

Oh those things, i see them all the time Gwennie...

*Turns off his personal force field as it seems it will not be tested right at this very moment, despite healthy doses of provocation*

Oh those things, i see them all the time Gwennie...

*Turns off his personal force field as it seems it will not be tested right at this very moment, despite healthy doses of provocation*

Oh those things, i see them all the time Gwennie...

Linus is seeing triple again! No more Old Peculier for him!

I tried posting that about 7 times but it only told me it worked once...

At least it didn't work all 7 times ... the APC would have been full of radar screens )

*Peers over and examines screen*

Hmmm... something tells me that it isn't Amy-the-Ant and her friends, so we could be in for some serious grief pretty soon!

I think that we should try and steer the APC to a more strategic position... when Linus stops seeing treble that is

shazz

"More strategic" as in that night club over there?

*Points to a green slime-covered building, covered in flashing neon lights, surrounded by prone, semi-comatose punters*

Oooohhhh!
I think that will do nicely yes!

shazz

*Grabs the controls and screeches to a halt outside the nightclub, skids to a halt in a puddle of green slime and runs over a few of the prone punters who are too comatose to notice*

Whoohoo! I think it's time for a spot of R&R!

Come on guys! Err? Guys? Her compatriots are groaning and prone on the floor in a tangle of weapons, beer and legs.

Oh! Sorry - I forgot about my driving skills.

I need new leathers or a good cleaner.

*Picks self up, dripping with spilled drinks and eats. Recovers weapon. Holds out a hand to Shazz and pulls her up.*