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

Hoi Polloi, riff-raff, the proleteriat ... the ground-bound plebs in general.

A chaps rightful place is either up the blue end giving Fritz, Jacques and any other Johnny Foreigner what for, or in the club doing whatever he's want to do, or indeed showing Popsy a thing or two ...

Simple as that really ... a Hurri on the ground is like Popsy out the bedroom ... a damn fine sight but so much more appealing with the throttle open and being given what for ... h'zar

hear, hear!!

Q

If you say so my friends. I'm not gona damage this beauty. It is a shame thought that the Frenchy will get away, what. I cannot shoot him for on of my hands is busy with controls and the other has some fine MacLurcher in it.

Ahhhhh I see the dilemma old boy - not that I ever had any bother flying with one hand wrapped round a decent claret and the other round a juicy Barmaid. My old Squadron Leader swore on the merits of flying pie-eyed .... said it improved his dogfighting skills no end.

Now I do have to point out that if you'd chosen the Glen Wobble instead of the finest MacLurchers we have in the cellar you could have thrown the bottle at the Frenchie without a care in the world. Curious business that isn't it

I do see a point of carrying the bottle of Glen Wobble around for situations like this one. Its just that with all this running around I completely forgot of safety rules.

dash the safety rules, man. onward and upward for Queen and county!!

To quote somebody in some cinematic thingy or other'The rules are there are no rules'.Dumbed down? Why I wouldn't have thought theres a manjack amongst the current crop that can construe a latin verb or parse anything.Arguement,rhetoric,logic!!! And yet the little bleeders are out there earning fortunes wearing skirts if the fancy takes 'em. Chaps a dying breed I'm afraid.

Here's to the Chaps!

Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!

*contemplates the paucity of his recent drink related experiences in the Club*

Well Chaps this committee is the responsible body for the membership. call me a heretic but perhaps it's jolly well time we considered a recruitment drive or some modern malarky like that.

Any chance of a top up anyone ?

I do think the lack of drink has addled your otherwise keen senses old chap! recruitment, why the veddy idea is preposterous.

here you are, do try some of this aged, reserved, and quite refined single malt. I insist. and, please, old boy, no questions ... at least, not for the moment.

savour the flavour...

Dear questers, how is it than we should continue our Empire? We cannot just let it down my friend.

Sell one of the chaps to some other club for several mill thats the only answer I fancy.Subs running at an all time low and unable to pay staff wages. The club must continue! One of the younger chaps would be best what about Bekkers?I can't imagine why he ever got voted in wheres girls clothes and braids his hair or some such I've been told though I haven't seen him here for quite a while.

We could, of course, find a chateau or deux, turf Jacques and his garlic swigging chums off the land and then sell it back to him for oodles of cash and "an understanding" that we get complimentary claret in perpetuity for being such damned good eggs and not selling the lot to property developers ...

he's a warm man, is Ekkers, there must be a McDougal or two hidin' away in his fambly tree (or fambly ampylopsis as it were)

He is ain't he. Well than we figure he problem with money, though I don't see the need for paying wages to our stuff. I believe they are loyal enough to work for food, like all good folks do, what.

You mean to say that the staff aren't so grateful to be working for a dashed good bunch of chaps that they're demanding pay as well ... whatever is the world coming to?

What's happened to the philanthropy of the serving classes ... wouldn'a happened in my day I tell you ...

Just give em a damn good beating - servants appreciate an honest thrashing. Let's em know where they stand what !

I agree with you dear Rufus, but legal matters these days don't allow us to do so. Apperantly it is cruel punishment and it is unhuman like. What a silly though, what. So until we are the complete rulers of this great country we must at least somewhat follow those so called rules.
I do suggest other way of punishment which might be just right. What do you think gentleman to the idea that we won't order anything for a few weeks? I belive, that for a servant whose job it is to serve, not serving would be bloody hell.

What a beautiful trusting nature Legers has! Well there are other names for that. Not order anything, hark at him! Like it would make any difference. Punishment, ha, ha, ha. The blighters are perfectly happy to slouch round doin' nuthn'. Can't even see when a lady's glass is empty. Perfectly immoral times, these times. Disgraceful. Rotten. NOW it's empty.

Do you realy belive so Delicia? If you are right than my suggestion for them would be as if we were offering them a vacation. And that is simply unspeakable of. Than what would you suggest dear?

And let me fill that glass of your. Some of Glen Wobble or something containing more alc'?