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

I was wondering if he'd had an accident with matches or something...

His birthday isn't on friday by any chance?

*Touched that Marie-Rae knew*
Thursday week, but I'd like to make this clear. I will NOT be 21 - I'll just have been 8 years old for 13 years.

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::tries to do the math with her abacus(spelling!???)::

OH BOTHER!!!

::gives up::

Math never was my strong point...

I see. Where are we now?

I think we were about to re-invent calculus..... or make Sir Issac Newton spin wildly in his grave....

Oh dear no!!!

I can have no part in such a thing!!!

::leaves Pierre and the abacus behind and scoots off into the Moorish castle::

We could just, you know, BURN Sir Isaac Newton in his grave...
I think that would be the best course, don't you?

Oh, and when I say "we", I of course mean "I".

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How, precisely, will burning Sir Issac Newton - and no doubt releasing a horrible smell of burnt applesauce - keep you from being 21 instead of 8 for 13 years, BB?

G7

*evil grin* *holds out lighter to BB*
let's go dig 'im up!

here's a shovel, hope it turned out right.

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*evil grin* *holds out lighter to BB*
let's go dig 'im up!

here's a shovel, hope it turned out right.

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if i posted before this, it's because i forgot the spaces at the end.

::is disturbed::

Perhaps, Master Bluebottle, you could make use of the Master Sword to screw around with time?

If you're going to be 8 again, BB, are you going to have ponies at your party? And if so, am I invited?

*thinks "I always wanted to go to a b-day party where there were ponies..."*



G7

We have ELEPHANTS! (just pointing that out!)

Comes rudely interrupting the conversion. I was sent here by our Archbishop, Marv the Grate&#8230;&#8230;&#8230; He then clears his trout and seas. I know I have bin hear only a short time but I have spent my time looking trough the holy words of the brownie. And I have found that in fact... emm *looks around for Zen* that Share and enjoy might acutely be the first Suggestion..... and not the forth as previously thought... now calm down it may just be a chocolate stain and not a comma....... *tries to hide behind uncut hair on his head*

You what!??

I'm confused... what is it you are telling us!?? Elephant Treks are not the way and the light!??

::being motherly, she feels the need for a comb and a pair of scissors for the messenger::

*Being brotherly, considers how to get the messenger in as much trouble as possible without being suspected*
I'm afraid I blunted the scissors... I used the steel to make sparks off a peice of flint and cause a fire....

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But I'm the one no one ever suspects....... And Issac Newton wouldn't smell like apples. He'd smell like figs.

::patiently tries to emmulate Hanibal by getting his elephant drunk so it will violently attack, or at least drunkedly sit upon the strange messenger::

*appears from the ether of his own imagination (its a biiiiiiig place, and scary...), dusts off his nice new chocolate brown(ie) habit, and stands just in time to realize he has landed on something grey*

A Hefalump! *holds onto it tightly* can I keep him?

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