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

Dang it Butch, I aint got a darn thang - Buckeroo Bob has all mah sturf and we daren't take the risk of crossing the pass not with all these preachers and their wimmin going back and fro.

Fair enuff Bart.

*a glimmer of movement in the Badlands catches his eye*

Are you seeing whut ah think ahm seeing ?

*also sees some movements in the Badlands*

*smiles and starts eating Black Barts share of the supplies *

*glares at Buckeroo Bob impotently from the other side of the pass*

*Sherry shudders and draws her cloak tighter, glancing nervously about the pass*

*Turns back to look out over the badlands to the prairie. Nudges Bart.*

Look. They're moving.

*Stares some more.*

But they're off the road! Those must be All Terrain Horses!

*A green bird flys by.*

Pierrot: Awwwwwkkkkk! Peekaboo!

Ah'll give yer peekaboo yer dang bird. Take this.

*draws his Colt Peacekeeper and shoots at the bird. There is a squawk and a single bright green feather comes floating down slowly to land at his feet*

Weeell ah do believe ah'm losing mah touch Butch - ah shudder got that critter. Still ah might be able ter trade this feather with the injuns fer something.

*sticks feather in his hat*

Hey that looks real dandy

*a troop of Apes on horseback arrive lathered and sweating*

Ook [orders from Zeke Butch person - Asteroid Lil escaped and we stay make sure she stay in canyon]

Ook [one troop will picket line and patrol and other will sweep ground between pass and Ranch]

Ook [be on your guard]

*the Apes wheel about and split into two groups - one forming a long line and moving back towards the ranch. The other form a picket line inside the canyon mouth just at the end of the pass*

We'll put that last post on hold until Lil's escape is known again.


Hey, ya gonna call your hat macaroni now? Har har har.

What? Don't ya get it? You know,


Yankee Doodle went to town
riding on a pony
stuck a feather in his hat
and called it macaroni


Har har har

* as Sherry mentions the back of her neck.*

Is that singing? I hear singing? And look! Smoke signals!

*Pulls out his tiny gun and holds it trembling in his hand, nearly bursting into tears.*

I'll use it again if I must. Oh Jello forgive me!

*Moves cautiously into the pass.*

*Notices the preacher blushing, giggles*

Ah'm sure the Good Jello will forgive yew for usin' it in self defense, Reverend. These here are hard times...

*Draws her pistol, holding it inside her cloak so it won't be seen unless absolutely necessary*

Well, Bart, it sure is taking that preacher a long time to get through the pass.

*Hears some distant whooping and looks over the badlands. Sees the posse, or at least part of it, rounding the base of a big mesa at a gallop. The whoops are coming from a band of indians in pursuit. Slaps his knee.*

Well, I'll be! I thought that might happen.

We bedder git the py-ro-technics ready Butch, they might be here in short order yer know

A good gelatin takes time to set.

*The Reverend Lovejello leaves the pass and enters the pasture.*
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*follows*

*Watches the action down in the badlands.*

Oooooo, that's gotta hurt.

NO! DON'T EAT ANY MORE! Too late.

What's that indian got? A little dog? What's he going to do with that?

Hmmmm. Not much of a war band now.

*Turns back to Bart.*

Guess you were right. They'll be here before long now.

*Puts a fuse in a barrel of powder.*

*flits silently from rock to rock*

*signals to Butch and the rest of the'B' Team that it seems to be all over for their Indian allies . Starts preparing for the arrival of the posse.*

*sees Buckeroo Bob's signal*

Butch, I think it's all over fer Jello Wolf and his boys

We gotter tell Zeke so's he kin break the news ter The Celery. He ain't gonner like this fer sure ! It's up ter us to head em off at the Pass now. Damn those salonista's

*realigns heliograph with the Ranch and starts to send a coded message*