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

So, as far as I can tell, according to you the year 1990 was actually part of the 80's???? Now you're just being silly!!!.

It is obvious to me that someone has let you become over stimulated, and as a result you have got slightly too excited. I suggest that you take a lie down in a darkened room somewhere before you start dribling, talking about "them who are out to get me" and loudly saying'WIBBLE' non-stop.

The name really isn't important. It is a simple fact, a decade has to have 10 years in it. NOT 9!
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. Not hard is it?

However, a decade is mearly a man made thing. Maybe one day a man, called something like Bob, could have been taking a walk. Upon the course of his walk he may have considered the futality of always saying "well in the next block of ten years". Bob, being quite a smart man, then decides to introduce a new term into the english language. He thinks 'I know, why don't I call each block of ten years a decade?' He thinks about this for a while and decides that, yes, he is indeed a very smart man. Happy and secure in the knoledge that he has saved future generations from having to use a very waffly and imprecise terminology, he returns to his little village by the river. Upon his arival he stands on the market trader's (also called Bob) shoulders and announces his brilliant discovery to the world. What follows is a display of head nodding and general agreeing from fellow villagers (most of whom were called Bob). He then announces the final part of the quint essential plan of his. He draws himself up to his full height (3foot 6.5 inches) and delivers the following message. "I believe that we shoud start this new system of decades here and now. This being the first year of the aformentioned decade. Since it is the year 610, the next decade will start in the year 620 and so on". A huge cheer errupts around the village. Then out of the darkness a small insignificant boy with a dribbly nose says "but there was no year zero. Shouldn't we count backwards and have the first decade starting at year 1??" The crowd looks at the boy for a while before mob law takes over. The young lad (not called Bob this one, but called Ben) is promptly hung, drawn and quartered for his display of absolute silliness.
The moral of that merry tale is that a decade is mearly what we make it. And that unless you want to be laughed at and put in a mentallists home you should relax and go with the flow maaaaaaaannnn!!!!

you have far too much time, an not enough imagination where names are concerned. Your story just illustrates that gross stupidity is a very bad thing, especially for people named Ben. Whilst they are perfectly right the majority of people are too thick to pay attention. Sad. Oh and by the way, MANNNNNNN don't get all heavy and.... and... heavy... on me man.....

The village was quite isolated and as a result inbreeding was rife. Because this had been going on for generations all the men (and to some extent the women) looked almost exactly the same, right down to the superfluous 7th arm sticking out of their buttholes. To save on confusion it was decided that all the men should be called Bob (The women were all called Rita). Sadly, as with all oppressed generations of people, there was a couple who took it upon themselves to be rebellious. Sadly 5256 years of inbreeding (Bob and Rita were brother and sister) had taken its toll on their intelligence and had left them with a seriously stunted imagination. The only name they could think of was Ben (well it was the only name they could spell correctly at least 1/6 of the time). Its a true story.....Honest. The big pink with blue polka dots mouse told me.

Keep taking the tablets......

They taste bad, and the mouse says he won't visit me if I take them!!! I like the mouse. He funny!!!!!!!!!