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

i blame 2legs that i'm back from Turkey and the weather is still rubbish.

i blame 2legs that it only took 36 hours for me to get online and back to h2g2. (Why, can't i stay away longer? Bah!)

i blame 2legs for my tan, for the people we met on holiday, for the crackin nights out and for last minute holidays!

I blame 2legs for depression and pathetic people who have given up.

I blame 2legs for the council wanting to charge me £20 to take a cardobard box away, and for them not even bothering to ring me back.

I blame 2legs for my only having around 30 threads of backlog after being gone 3 days! I remember when it would have been that much each day, at least...

I blame 2legs for confustication and buttery smooth gorgeous new potatoes being so sinfully good with butter and pepper baked carrots and chicken kievs...

I blame 2legs for being gone camping for a 3 day weekend, so that I was unable to contribute to Amy's backlog.

And I blame 2legs for the fact that the notorious House Cleaners Gang did not break into our place while we were gone and tidy everything up.

Also I blame 2legs for the pleasant Fall weather, which means that the tomatoes left on the vine aren't going to ripen up.

I blame 2legs for the huge number of jelly babies I have consumed today and also for the complete inability of the warehouse to count their stock correctly!

iblame 2legs for me sleeping in this morning and therefore missing my first ever lectures.

mini

I blame 2legs for but even more for the plenty the vet charged. Must be more profitable to be vet than

I blame 2legs for the fact that Facebook just chucked me out and won't let me back in.

I blame 2legs for facebook, full stop.
I blame 2legs for my making the not quite right descision of going to the pub last night, drinking lots of beer, then going back to a friends, drinking more beer, cider and whisky, and then coming home and drinking beer and whisky until 5 AM, with only a few crackers with cheese and olives to keep me company, and my then getting up at 8.30 and having to get into work and do sensible work things, and for my computer not working this morning in the ten minute gap I had to copy over a file I relaly would have liked to have had with me at work
I blame 2legs for the greedy b****** in the meeting/confernece room, who didn't leave any of the buffet food uneaten, and my consequently not being able to nab any off reception
I blame 2legs for the two hour long 'pwer nap' I had between 5 and 7 PM and for the day all being upsidedown

I blame 2legs that I am towel42, and that I had to get a whole new account for various reasons involving the bbc!!

Don't let the bastards grind you down
I blame 2legs for our privatised kettle and the need for the kettle to demonstrate a 60% increase in productivity to keep the share holders happy.

I blame 2legs for the over-indulgence I had at my conference today (at the Grange Holborn Hotel, London: Beef strognanoff with boiled potatoes and seasonal vegetables (very crisp ). I avoided the chocaltate gateau and pecan tart and had the healthy option of fresh fruit salad, replete with blackberries instead. However, my colleagues noticed that I let myself down by havinbg cream with it.
I blame 2legs that I had so much at this conference that I must've visited the loo at least 6 times. Either that, or I'm exhibiting the first signs of prostate trouble

I had my servents make me 7 cups of coffee whilst I was in work today... and I was only there for four hours but I survived with only one pop outside for a cigarette; spending most of the time discussing flash design with a software engineer/programmer
I blame 2legs for my not having been in work on Talk like a pirate day (Friday), as I think they went for it in a mnajor way in software/dev
I blame 2legs for Flash design not allowing alt tags or soemthign similar and for buttons that don't work in Firefox and for inconsistant page display

I blame 2legs for everything. There, I said it.

what? everything everything ? not, surely, everything, including Cliff Richard? surely not?!

We can blame you for all the sand what gets into sandwhiches in a beach picnic. Stop it.

We can blame you for Sandwitch being tricky to spell.

Pens that leak in your pocket leaving an inky stain.

When you fall into a cesspit resultingin a stinky sprain.

Posh spices hair dresser giving her a dinky mane.

and bloody insomnia!

All your fault 2legs

But, not* Cliff Richard?

I blame 2legs for napalm in the morning.

I blame 2legs for my name-confusion on another thread, and it ruining something that probably wasn't that funny anyway.