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

Tally-ho Busterbone. We need to establish some Airforce banter. For starters how about .....

Airforce speak = banter
Aircraft = kite or cabbage crate
Crashing = pranging
Crashing in the sea = catching your can in the Briny
Looping the loop or rolling = flipping over on your Betty Harpers
Good morning = what-ho
Goodbye = toodle-pip
The enemy = Bally cats
Good = Top hole
Excellent = jolly good
An ACF raid = getting the bacon the delivered
A Cat raid coming = bunch of bananas on the ceiling
Bomb drop = dropping tenpenny ones in the custard
Lets go = tally-ho

Agreed.

Chocks Away!! - Lets go really fast and beat the crap out of those cats

What ho squiffy! Can I join? Anything anti-kitty and pro-doggy is bally top-notch by my standards

*makes nnnyyyyyaaaaaaawwwwwmmmming noises, enthused by his PPL flying lesson yesterday *

Jolly japes all around Perers old boy. We fly Sopwith Pups in the ACF Airforce but you can also join the Navy, the Army and the Marines. Plenty of opportunity for mayhem and destruction. Places of interest: The Dog House http://www.bbc.co.uk/h2g2/guide/A601174 The Science Centre/Armoury http://www.bbc.co.uk/h2g2/guide/A604667 Airforce HQ http://www.bbc.co.uk/h2g2/guide/A616844 Naval HQ http://www.bbc.co.uk/h2g2/guide/A609004 Where the Action Is: (mostly involving our invasion of H2G2 Watrerworks and Beach and the Cat Counter Attack and

Welcome aboard, Peregrine!!!

*hands Peregrine regulation handlebar mostache*

*twirls mustache* Jolly glad to be on board, old chap!

*paints circles on his wings*

~ Hands Peregrin some ACF ordnance, long range drop-tanks, and electronic counter-measure pods ~ ~ Straps ordnance to Peregrin and hands over orders to get the bacon delivered ~ Time to drop some tenpenny ones in the custard Peregrin, what ! Jellyfish causing us some difficulties at http://www.bbc.co.uk/h2g2/guide/F44381?thread=137800&post=1262831#p1262831 Tally-ho *waves hero goodbye*

Right ho! *zooms off in completely the wrong direction*

*Shakes head in disbelief*

Good luck on your suicide mission, Peregrine.

*thinks*

Did I say suicide mission??

I meant kamikaze mission.

*thinks*

No, wait I meant....um....."have a hearty mission" not "kamikaze mission".

There.Glad we've got that sorted.

Is Peregrine back yet???

No. ...... therefore ..... ?????

Send a search party out - he may be down behind enemy lines

A Bird...surrounded by cats???

*lowers flag to half mast*

tally ho you chaps. in my capacity as squirrel liaison, id rather like to join in all this gratuitous carnage. bally cats.

Cuddles old chap - you`ll need to collect an implausibly long white silk scarf and a fake mustache from supplies. Also cultivate a rakish air and start driving small sportscars very fast - you'll soon find yourself becoming irresistable to women [particularly Barmaids].

~twirls mustache given to him by Busterbone and grins raffishly~

We fly Sopwith Pups armed with a variety of weaponry - RedFish even has a stealth Pup somewhere. We're all inordinately fond of our kites.

Toodle Pip !

*twirls mustache, realises it's reached its twirling limit, and starts twirling it the other way*

Worry not chaps! I'm back. Just got in from the bally you-know-whats, Jerry pranging in the blue johnnies, what-ho and all that, and FOOM! there I was with the jolly old kite stuck up a tree, and whatnot, and I was very, VERY, drunk.

~salutes comrade-in-arms~

Perrers old chap, top-hole what .... heard all about the pranging the cabbage crate in the foliage escapade - jolly, jolly good show.

We`re proud of you me boy - probably put you up for a gong.

Pip Pip !

*proudly twirls mustache*

i say this moustache lark is a bit of alright. it does rather go with the monocle, what? oh and my name is actually uncle-cuddles old bean. its a double whatsitsname, what? now, where did you say that dashed bar was, what?

Sorry uncle-cuddles old chap - never realised you had the old blue blood in you as well, don't yer know, what. I`ve a hise and guyden in the country with a pack of hinds meself. Once you get the hang of the twirling thingy the old mustache will come on a real treat. As I was saying to the 16th Earl of Wimbourne the other day you can`t beat a good ACF mustache to attract the ladies. We all larfed till our medals fell orf.

Toodle pip !