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

...and I have offically named someone Red Mutt tis a name that will go down in the history books, since we all know history is written by the winners

Now back to flea dip, and interigation... such fun things

Yep. History IS written by the winners....Dogs!!!

Don't make me get out the vacuum cleaner

*giggles*

*out comes the hoover vac backpack, goddess edition. The hose attachment with the special attachment for hard to reach ghosts is put on in a blink of an eye, and Saturn Girl runs after ex-r*

*watches*

*wonders if ex-r is too far away already, or just hiding... since the she's no where to be seen. *

ly hand comes up out of the ground and steals the vacuum cleaner hose, replaces it with a feather boa. It gets sucked into the vaccum, along with

Oh, well, *puts on Boa* At least I'm well dressed.
*Looks around, finds a barkolounger(Woof, woof) a cd player and lots of cd's. Puts on Garth Brooks REAL LOUD! Leans back in the chair and hums along with Garth. Soon begins to sing along.*

The sound of country music and 's offkey singing fills the thread...

*sits down too*

Anyone want ?

Hmmm... *Saturn Girl grabs some ear plugs, not wanting to hear Garth Brooks...*

*the music changes to Randy travis.*
Summons Tex Ritter, Hank Williams, sr., and Tammy Wynett to sing back-up, and launches full-throated into an off-key rendition of an old country favorite...*



G:"Pickin' at bones"
"We're pickin' at bones...."
G:"pickin' at Bones"
"Pickin' at bo-Oh-ones!"
G:"Exhumin' things that's better left alone..."
Oooo ooooh oooh!
G:"I'm resurrectin' mem'ries of a love that's dead and Go-oh-on,
every night, I'm sittin' alone, pickin' at bones!
I'm Pickin' at bones..."

*Each time she repeats the chorus, sings louder, and more off-key. The resulting vibrations begin to work on the vacuum cleaner, and finally it disentigrates.*

s look around, seeing their prison gone, then shrug and continue singing. They switch to Joe Diffey...


"Prop Me Up (!) Beside the juke-box if I die...
"Lord I wanna go to heaven, but I don't want to go tonight!
"Fill my boots up with sand,
"Put a stiff drink in my hand....
"Prop me up beside the jukebox, if I die!"

*pulls her turntable, PA system, and Janis Joplin record, turns everything up full blast, and lets it play. Piece of my Heart starts playing, completely drowning out the country stuff*

Much better

*Begins to boogie*

*giggles*

*holds hands over her ears to stop her eardrums exploding*

*hands sarge a pair of ear plugs, knowing she'll still be able to hear with them in*

*puts them in*

*yells over music*

HAVE YOU BEEN TO THE NEW FORT YET SG??

*shakes head, knowing better than to try to yell over the music*

*yells*

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I AM THERE NOW!

*still rocking out to Janis Joplin, Summertime is playing now, sings along*

One of these mornings, you're gonna rise, rise up singin', your gonna spread your wings, child, and take to the sky, lord the sky...