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

I think we must have been cryogenically frozen or something for so long to pass with nothing happening.

*Evil chef (the evil is a bit of a dead give-away don't you think?)

*something happens*
*evil laughter
*trap door opens in the floor...
*evil laughter and muffled choaking

hmm someone appears to have walked barefoot through some yellow paint

Did I miss anything? Oh, some yellow footprints, and a trap door open in the floor... Was that there before and we just failed to spot it, or is this the start of an adventure of daring, cunning, and large exotic cocktails and long cigarettes in eligent cigarette holders? *sips manhattan and ponders trapdoor and footprints

oh did someone say cocktails, I'll have a.... yes well anyway

*pours more cocktails...

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So, as the entripid people lok about to stumble on the route of teh evil laughter and the red herrings and stuff, they instead settle back to drink cocktails and smoke long, eligent cigarettes

Tee Hee Hee
(more evil laughter)
*the sound of a hoover is heard somewhere in teh building...

Hmm, could have sworn I can hear a hoover *sips manhattan
*takes a draw on a long eligent cigarette
*sips wisky sour

*deep within the labrynth of corodoors threading underneath the unexpecting drinkers

*evil laughter

*puts on trilby
*finishes drink
*lights cigar
'back in a tick'
*leaps into trapdoor opening

cor dynamic!

*poses elegantly

*leaps out of trap-door carrying a body
*not even a hair out of place, or the hint of dust on him
I think I've found another dead body Wonder if I should put it with all the other dead bodies?

Han on! *removes hat its not a body at all, its a manakin seems rather heavy, I wonder.....
*lights cigar
*sips manhattan

mmphhhfffmmpphaaa

I am not a dead body, just had too much champagne and dozed off, tis all. Anyone got an elegant cigarette I could have? And a mirror, I hope I don't have bed hair.

Its YOU!!!!!! Fleeting visit, or time rearranged itself a little more conveniently? *passes an eligent cigarette and a mirror
'Your hair looks perfect '

Ah Ms Deckie do have a glad to have you back with us

well i'd just like to say i really do have atm and the bubbles are all going to my head.

*looks in at all the dust where on earth did the cleaning staff go?...

absconded with all the