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

I'm sorry you guys, I can't keep up with the conversation. It takes too long to load today
The add in the goo refreshes itself five times before I'm halfway through.
I'll just sit in the end of the bar here and wait for better times (or a new thread)

BS you or me for the new thread after all we don't want two part 18

Do you think Menza would let us get away with it? You and me being official founding members of The Drinking Panthers like, a group founded to support only officially opened rounds?

So true. However I wasn't an ACE last time around.

What to do? No.

We the undersigned Drinking Panthers demand that Menza move this counter to a new location.

I just hope after this Menza drops by tonight Otherwise we might be forced to take unilateral action for the sake of fellow customers

*raise in Drinking Panther salute*

We shall overcome.

Greetings all - and congratulations on the Cup, DD! If some kind life-form will get me a of Grumpfuttocks, I'll drink a toast to your success.

Aaaarrrggh!
*Bumblebee struggles to keep her seat by the bar*
*evil forces is trying to pry her whiteknuckled fingers off the slick surface*
Oh no! Aieeeee--------------------!
*And she is gone...*

Hi Ormy, at the risk of a double here's your . Don't forget to sign our petition for a new round

Oh dear! Poor Bumblebee...!
BS, for the past 25 years, whenever I've been in a pub and anyone has suggested having another round, I have always been in favour. So I certainly support your petition.

Thanks Ormy I think the length of this current round may well have brought on Bumblebee's collapse

Here we go, a new round. Lets hope the loading times stay down on this one.

http://www.h2g2.com/forumframe.cgi?forum=24306&thread=44946

*Kitty pats Mad Hatter*
*#they've gone#*
*#are you ok?#*
*#wake up!#*

urg
ok ok
*hand slowly crawls round to pocket and pulls out specially dried emergency le-uf biscuit*
*hand slowly crawls back round to mouth*
*mouth chews and face winces at each chew*
*eyes remain firmly shut*
*eventually Mad Hatter sits up*
remind me why I don't like drinking again
*with Kitty's help, Mad Hatter wanders home to bed*

Ah, now I can sweep the floor properly.

is anyone serving?

i'd like something that's almost, but not entirely, like having your brains smashed out with a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick

if you'd be so kind

*pours a _Y_*

Here you go, but you might want a to recover afterward.

*eyes _Y_ suspiciously, shrugs, and downs it in one*

bit mild...hit me again

*body goes into series of involuntary shudders of which she seems blissfully unaware*