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

*after glancing at a couple posts decides all in all the b'log's not particularly safe*

Good luck suing Disney, Capn. They and McD's have "lots of experience" with such things, though they're usually the ones suing someone else. I'm more than willing to help if for no other reason than it would be nice to see them brought down a peg or two..

Perhaps we don't need to sue them after all - we could play dirty...

Arrange for support from Disney and have lots of Product-Placement for MacDonald's. You know, shots of the Captain proudly steering the vessel - Ship's wheel in one hand, Hamburger in the other!

And then, when we've got these major corporations on board - make the movie so mind-twistingly, stomach-whirlingly awful that they lose all credibility just by association and go bankrupt!!!

Whaddya say???

I dunno... the Capn wouldn't have to wear mouse ears would he?

Did you hear the Catholic Church has merged with Disney? Now the Vatican's a theme park and whenever the Pope's in public, he has to wear the ears.

No change there then.

*Walks in in a outfit, whistling innocently.*

Aah, a fellow . Class didn't finish till after 2000 hours, sorry I'm late. Did I miss anything?

*Enters bar hesitantly, hops onto table and waves a crossbow*

Terribly sorry to disturb you, but this is a robbery. We're, um, taking all your grog and and making off with it, you see. Please don't resist, or we'll have to gut you like clams, and you seem like nice folk so I don't really want to.

*Thinks to self that Tim Roth did this better in Pulp Fiction*

Again I apologise, but the minibar back at the Boardroom is running low, and it's the main reason people come back, so......hand over the booze.

Yeah, what he said.

*She pulls out twin elvish blades from a scabbard on her back and jumps up onto the table with Legion.*

Any of you ing s MOVE...and I'll execute every mother-ing last one of you...

*whispers to other dressed as s*

We could alwasy just take the and . I honestly don't think they're paying any attention.

...I think my colleague has put my argument much more succintly than I could have. Well done.

*Waves crossbow in barman's general direction, attempts intimidating glower*

Be in no doubt that JJ is crazy, and will not hesitate to execute every mother-ing last one of you, should any of you ing s move.

*brandishes her blades*

Yeah! So don't ing move or I'll ing chop your mother-ing heads off! !!!

We've got all the and . If we leave now, before they return with the heavy mob, we can hit another thread before morning. Whatcha thing?

I was rather interested in how the heavy mob would react...but never mind. Will we make good our escape?

Um, yes. Let's ing blow this joint.

Who threw that at my parrot? Let's just get the and and .

*Suffering from a mild -related concussion, hops off table, hefts a barrel of and lumbers out the door*

Harhar! Back to the Boardroom of Evil to share out the loot! We should do this more often...