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

i see has joined us

I'll join in just as soon as someone can prescribe me a cure for people who dont listen to me...



Help me, Dr. Feelgood. I think I need a good macarena interruption to the conga line.

Who's not listening to you Robyn dear? (handing her a megaphone)

take this twice a day before and after meals.

Oh, just my man. It's not his fault, he's not well. So very very frustrating though.

Anyway, how am I supposed to insert this bloody thing?

Men can be very frustrating, especially in the not-listening department of life. In a while no doubt, your man will probably come to the conclusion that he thought of whatever it was you were trying to tell him, all by himself. He will deny all knowledge that you told him whatever it was first. As he will actually be telling the truth that he believes it was his idea all along and you will be wasting your breath trying to dissuade him of this notion.

Just eat some chocolate and have a Know yourself to be an

you make males seem almost yet not entirely like females, - only in a very different way

for instance we use instead of

but the remains the same

I realised that whilst I was writing it!

Feeling very today.

ooh, gimme some

I just made sure he wont be able to not listen to to me.



I hope he's ok

Oh dear Robyn! You do look sad - have a

I hope you man is okay too

Talk about not listening.
An American ad for flooring went something like this
A man is sitting at the breakfast table drinking coffee.
Behind him walking right to left his wife is decked out in
ballons, cymbals , and a sandwich board which says
Flooring sale at such and such.
She strikes the cymbals together and he turns and says
"honey, are you trying to tell me something?"

heyyyyyy, you've got TV in here now....

[thinks] °°gosh, what if I'm recognised...... naw, my nose's too different now°°

I do too. Thanks for the cake.

Hate it when people cant be helped. I'm stubborn, I dont like giving up on people. Sometimes though I have to remind myself that making everyone happy has to include me.

Where's that conga line got to? and pills please!

*distant sounds of the conga line is slowly moving in the direction of the foredeck*

Nah, Robyn, you don't need pills : the Milk of Amnesia and a bottle of + some grog is better for you.

As long as you steer clear of Alec's Python Punch you will be fine!




And Not-so-bold ... I have 'drownded' all those paparazzi specially for you... do I not get some sort of recompense? Not even some ?

Did you take photos of the paparazzi as they were going..... might be a good cash benefit to beat buccaneering.....



*goes off for another few crates of *

Sorry, I threw their camera in after them...Oooops! I think it was somewhere on The Plank...

thanks for the hic! ooOO hic

taking photos of paparazzis is just so immoral

whereas buccaneering is so.........

[just love that word]

q: how much are these piercings?

a: a buck an ear

see where you got your name from!