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

Which Virtual Pub Crawl? Mine isn't going to be for a few weeks. I want to compile a list of pubs (which I have) then give it plenty of lead time so we can get lots of people participating.

*ahem*

I've compiled the first list of pubs for the Hootoo Pub Crawl and set a date/time for April 6, 2002 starting at 1500 GMT. There is a list of pubs participating and when each will be visited. Each pub will get a 60 minute *ahem* invasion.

Anyone with 'advertising space' in their name I'd be delighted to get some free press. The page is at A707465. Hopefully this will be successful and lead to more such events.

I keep running into that ad today Bats, it's very nice.
Oh, and Galen, no offence, but I prefer getting rubbed by Michele if it's all the same

What can I say. I had to advertise...

So you prefer Michele, eh? I'll remember that

*flounces off in a huff, tail twitching*

*aside to PS* You know - she could do that flounce a bit better if she were wearing a floopy dress... *aside to PS*

I don't think that's what he meant Batty - I think he meant that he prefers to be rubbed by women and not by men... However he is a cross-dressing rodent - so what the heck do I know about what his meaning was?!

*goes off to a corner to pout and practice her flouncing*

thats PS, it is just that that is my post. what i really think is that she should have asked me first

whatever, got to go

*Wakes up covered in beer.*
Wha? What did I miss?

nothin Boo... have another

nothing...

i think

AH! NO! BEER BAD!! BEER BAD!!!!

then try a .. a little dog of the hair that bit you... to soak up all the

*Begins to gibber*
But... me /like/ beer... But beer hurt me... What do I do!?

I know just the thing! (s to the HOH, is gone for a few minutes s back) Okay War dear - come with me!
*drags him into the HOH where she promptly deposits him into the jacuzzi - which is filled with... whipped cream!*

I know this is a little unconventional (by what standards?) - but nothing makes you feel better quicker than a long soak in a tub full of whipped cream! Now you just sit here and relax, I'll make sure no-one bothers you!

*plops a maraschino cherry on his head and closes the door behind her*

*Sits staring at the far wall with a...

...sorta' expression on his face*

Heads back out to the Temple commons area - leaving Wargamer to soak his soon-to-be-hangover away.

I think he'll be feeling much better in about a half an hour!

**

and I was just going to suggest a ini...

WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED!?!?!? Where am I? Why am I here? Forget all that, WHERE'S THE BEER!?!?!?
*Dives out of the jaquuzi and begins to down like a world record holder...*

*leads Wargamer back to the jacuzzi*
Now you stay in here til Michele tells you otherwise. She is the Church healer, you know.
*runs an IV for Wargamer so he doesn't start to jones*