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

no problem. *Hands it over* Is this enough for you?

Begins digging out eyes with . "Mmmm! My favorite!"

I foresee a huge mess when we finish eating the .

Aximili, I think the pizza's over on 3N. Here, we're having BBQed .

I know. I posted on the wrong thread. Oh well, we have pizza here now too! Yay!

Beware, the board members are sticklers for "continuity."

(I should know.)

Perhaps we should give him that one, but threaten him mercilessly lest he do it again. Or we could throw him on the BBQ next to the shark. I'll take a flank steak from that , now that I'm done with the eyeballs. Mmm!

I apologise for the transgression. My only excuse is that I am unused to these Thingite forums, and was rather tired at the time I posted.



Now that that's out of the way, can I have a small slice of fin, please.

*Watches everybody around the barbeque with a slightly manic smile on his face*

That's right...eat...

Funny story. A BoE kind of story. I was out with a friend who's doing biosciences, and she mentioned that they get all the cancer cells they test (all over the world) from the one fifty-year old tumour. To standardise the results.

http://www.amersham.com/

These are the people who sell cancer. Four hundred euro a vial, and only to labs. And people who can present the proper credentials, of course.



Now ask me what the secret ingredient in the BBQ sauce is.

Certainly gives it an interesting kick, don't ya think?

It is making my eyes water a bit, yes. I like the jalepenos, though!

Cancer sauce isn't good for my no-cancer diet. I just ordered a pizza with extra fried cheese.

Aximili, don't worry. We'll just say the pizza fell through a hole in the wall of space-time reality and everything's sorted out.

Oooh! When did we get one of those? Is the hole big enough for me to get that pet allosaurus that I always wanted?

Probably. I don't think the mass of the object should matter.
Just be careful though, we don't want an invasion of Tyrannosaurus Rexes.

Or Allosaurus's, either, actually. Unless it's a baby, they're really cute.

Why not? Let's go for an allosaurus egg.

To eat, or raise? We'll need someone to distract the parents...who wants to volunteer?

Yo! I'm feeling a strange lack of self-preservation instinct today so I volunteer.

All right, then. The only question is: how do we program this hole in the fabric of space-time to arrive when we want to, and should we be looking for eddies?