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

I am nervous about the trolls, unless I myself am a troll without realising it.oh no. especially as I have now officially told my friends that I am on the verge of a sabbatical from computerland to be in my realtime life for a while, (when I am not in Prof's hootoo Beach Cafe) , so now I will feel even more worried that I am not confronting the trolls for the sake of my friends on hootoo, unless I am a troll. oh no.

Hey Bel, I am looking forward to our coffee, somewhere between London and Hope. . Let me tell you something magic. The other day I was cycling home, thinking about you, and how lovely you are, and this car overtook me, and the registration plate was three numbers, then a letter, then a space, then three more letters that spelt BEL. Ain't that strange?

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Oh, what a wonderful story.

You know that nobody in their right mind could ever think you were a troll.

You are an from a foreign country who allows us to take glimpses of the wonders therein.

One day, I will come and have that with you!

Whoever thinks you are a Troll, needs their bumps reading!

You enjoy yourself, sweetheart.

Ok thanks darlings. Phew. I will worry about the trolls, but I hope you will all be OK.

When I was a kid, I had five plastic trolls, with pink hair, and I kept them in a shoebox, with my collection of rubber snakes. I told them stories, until they could stand it no more, and they escaped. haha.

OK, off to Prof's Beach Cafe for five coffees, and a bottle of JD laced with permanent bliss.

trolls here, are like stepping into something on the pavementsmells a bit unpleasant, but nothing to worry about