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

Jello, Redders? Have you gone all transatlantic on us ... have a lie down, it'll pass.

In fact no, where's the McLurchers - a heal-all if ever there was one!

Sorry Ekkers, don't know what came over me - never been able to get over the loss of the colonies you see.

I do believe I'm dry once more so a Mclurchers would be just the biscuit dontcherknow.

I say Ekkers, what are you on about, eh? Pity your acting the cad with old Redders, wot? He's got a quite legitimate sorrow to drown after all, don't you see? God Lord man, what's the harm in arranging for a bit of a good show, orgin of the ingredients be damned!

Regardless of any of the above, our respected bard, the one and only from Stratford-Upon-Avon, has already described the pleasures of such entertainment in his peerless play, "The Taming of the Shrew."

So, have at it gulls, and sooner is, without a doubt, better than later!

It should be perfectly obvious, questers old fruit ... Redders said "Jello" a Septic word if ever there was one ...

Got to keep yer head up, give em an inch and they'll take a mile ... you let jello through and before you know it we'll be plagued by cookies, sidewalks, pants and sneakers ... seen it all too often ...

Ohh my god. ekki, dear chap, I have never noticed that before. Thank you with all my bloody heart for opening my eyes, what! And just to think that I even planned to taste some of that Jello... I got to sit in front of the fire place and get my mind together. It was a tough brake for it...
Now, where is that bottle of Mac Lurcher

*snorts*

Ekkers old boy ..... exactly what do gels wrestle in in the old country if it's not Jello. Just thought I'd ask - being preying on my mind you know.

mud perhaps, that is the best battle I've happened to enjoy

Jelly, redders ... with a "y" as in yashmak, yomkipur, y'lang y'lang ... as opposed to an "o" ...

Jello is what our transatlantic cousins consume, often - or so I've heard - with Peanut Butter. We in this altogether more green and pleasant land eat jelly ...

I have no objections to popsy sparring but let's atleast retain an element of decorum and not go all New World ...

Any votes for warm oil at all, then?

*snorts*

I'm willing to pay good money to see peanut butter !

how about peanut oil then, old boy, eh?

please, not the peanut oil, what! I'm afraid that the bloody peanut oil has to go. I have some bad memories of it.

Ahhhh bad memories just like the Nun and the Umbrella with yours truly, what !

precisely my friend. You are right as always

Never said a word about fightin' anyone .All got way out of proportion as usual simply asked who'd taken me chair.Whole blitherin population going to the dogs exaggeratin' gossipin'. Too much television and not enough huntin'.

well!!! Aint that an idea. Ladies and Gentlemen, what would you say if we go for a little hunting?

Absolutely splendid idea. Tally Ho !

What will be hunting this season by the way ? We nearly exterminated the Gypsies in last years orgy of destruction and the servants are still grumbling about the Great Hunt of '98 ? I still miss Apollers and it's a shame that the kitchen staff turned on him like that but he should have known better than to corner them without a couple of handlers close by

As to the object of the hunt, why not leave it to the pack? Unerring instinct those brutes have. Just like a bunch o' Christian gentlemen. Perfectly amazin'. Should give a nice mixed bag of gypsies, Frenchies and uppity colonials, what?

*monocle pops out*

FRENCHIES ! Where ? Follow me to the gun room Chaps !

You must admit my friend we have a quite a collection here. I can't even decide what to take with me, the good ol' one shooter, or a revolver.Bloody decisions