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

I wanted the CD. My sister said that she'd like the cushion and candle one day, so my father (clever bloke) bought them for both of us. At least she got what she wanted! But now I have a wiggly CD rack, too. I got measured again and now I'm 5'8''! No!

Was it you sister's birthday too?

sorry, I owe you an "r".

This is all very interesting, because I've started a new, even /more/ unintelligible forum than this one.

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Be sure to look at the first three posts in order. And if anyone can explain to me what a technoblob is, don't hesitate to post.

I haven't been here for ages! My sister's birthday is the day after mine! It was a total accident! I am putting exclamation marks on everything! Because four of my strange cousins and my aunt are here! One of my cousins is very little and NEVER STOPS SHOUTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now I have to go and give my ex-headmistress a makeover! Bye!

Er ... so long.

Hi stranger. Nice of you to drop by.

I'll have to have a look at your remade headmistress. Sorry about the bedlam. One can't help but resort to exclamation marks under such circumstances.

JTG

I can e-mail her to you if you want. Her face is green, her hair is navy, her blouse is orange and her dress thingy is a sort of lurid pink. Also, she's burning in Hell. Forgot to mention that bit. I'm making a good website! Hopefully! Erm... oh, damn it.

What?

Is she going to appear on your website? I'll look for her there when you're done. Anyway, I thought you liked her. As I recall you bristled rather when I said something disparaging before.

Why the "damn!"? You didn't lose her or anything important, I hope.

Er, yes, well, that's all very interesting, because now I'm made entirely of sheat rock.

Where did you get the idea I like her? Nobody likes headmistresses! I can't put her online :o( because I have only Internet Explorer 3.0. Moo. Lots of little cousins are running around in my house! They are scary! They are dangerous! And they have Barbies. Be afraid. They talk in a strange language called Farty.

Whatever you just said, I disagree with it. Hell, I disagree with what /I/ just said.

Hmm, hmm, where is John the Gardener? I have written a poem about him. Here it is. John the gardener looks like a spade/Or at least that's what I thought/But really he looks like a person I think/So maybe I just should shut up.

It doesn't rhyme.

Who says it has to rhyme? Things are a lot more interesting and on the whole better if they don't rhyme. But just to please you here's a RHYMING one. John-the-gardener is so cool/He fancies the headmistress at my ex-school/He likes spades too but he doesn't look like one/He's odd because he grows marrows for fun/John-the-gardener is not my stalker/He doesn't do gym because he's a fat old porker/He thinks Roman Numerals are very insane/Probably when he reads this he'll want to squish my brain.

Very strange. What's a marrow?

A marrow is a vegetable. Wherever were you brought up, not to know that? Luckily I have decided to forgive you because I am in a very good mood. Because someone decided not to reject my eyebrows thingy. :o)

I live in a ranch.

That'll be why then. ...incidentally, I went to your page, it's cool, I want to know how you get it to say "Please do not click the right mouse button again" (I pressed it by accident) because I really want to do that on my site so that people will stop nicking stuff! It's really annoying me!