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

4 Paying in books? Ooh good can I borrow one, I've lost all 5 of mine
*suspects there'd be a flaw to that plan somewhere*

My surnames down as Sheffield? Hmm now that'd provide such amusement if my surname actually was Sheffield

I'm emailing you as I type Amy so I'll include some fun photos of Eddie and dancing and stuff
*hugs*

You can write an email and talk on h2g2 at the same time? I've always heard that women can multitask but never believed it until now

Oooh yes you're welcome to use my paying in books, as long as you have lots of large cheques to deposit.

*grins*
I was typing in ICQ too

*laughs*
I could get some of those novelty checks they use which are HUGE and then just write them for ummm... 12pence?

I'd prefer the other definition of 'large cheque'...

We have a joint account for our house which we use for paying bills with... and when I signed up for it I called it Contract Killers UK, to the endless embarressment of my housemates. So we have a chequebook etc. in the name of Contract Killers UK, which is fun - especially watching the expressions in the bank teller's faces when I pay cheques in

Oooh, think of the fun you could have with sign-up names.

"Whooooooooooooooosh Associates Ltd", "National Union of Criminals", "Invest-o-death"... and so on.

I made a great screensaver which I put on my housemate's computers when they weren't looking, too... it was a mockup of one of those posh company AGM Powerpoint presentations - saying how well CKUK had been doing in the past year, breaking down the profit from various sources of income (assassinations, blackmail, laundering, etc.) and profiling the partners in the company (me and my housemates)

Come to think of it, my housemates have got too used to me now. I need something new to scare them with. They've got used to Contract Killers UK, the obsession with circular things (I've got random patterns on my walls made from anything circular - coins, bottle tops, etc) and of course the knife throwing.

I might start building a small shrine to Angelina Jolie next.

But I thought we all had one of those...

Maybe, but not as scary as the one I've got planned...

Is it as good as the one in I'm Alan Partrige in which Alan is invited into some guy's house (who's pretending to be his friend) only to find it contains a shrine to him, full of pictures of Alan, and no cups - so he has to drink out of a jug?

I can only hope it is.

Well I've got lots of candles... and I could splatter blood all over obsessive paintings of Angelina Jolie... and I could play an endlessly repeating slow motion video of a close up shot of Angelina Jolie's behind in Tomb Raider...

hmm...

*quietly backs out of the room and runs away to hide*

I'll build you an Eddie Irvine shrine if you want

Peregrin,
you forgot to have a wax effigy of Billy Bob Thornton to stick pins in....

Ah, naturally.


Ooooh speaking of celebrities, did you hear that Sir Paul McCartney is getting married again? To some generic blonde TV presenter or something.

Yes, yes I did.

How long before she releases her own brand of products?

Mr T, cynic.

Probably not very long, probably no better than that which went before.

*ponders the obvious ie., why we don't get generic brainy people. Stereotypes, maybe, but generic is a difficult word to apply to brainy people*

Why in a play on words don't the actors keep falling off the curvy ones like o and a? At least with h, b and d they've got something to hang on to.

Sorry. Digression. Has anyone sung Happy Birthday for our friendly ant yet? I'm not really sure there are many get-well-soon songs...

*still hiding behind Mr T*
You know if you repeatedly read Stereotypes as Stereophonics it takes ages to understand what you just said

*tentatively offers a carrot to Tinkerbell to see if he can coax her out*

There are no generic geeky types because we're actually more interesting and varying people than people think. *defends his tribe*