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

Whiskey flavoured? Are you celebrating something Kes or just feeling the need to steady some twinges of nervousness?

No nerves. Just celebrating

Teehee!

::finishes his mash and potatoes and leans back in his chair with a satisfied grunt, manifesting a and a lit cigarette with a wave of his hand. Picks his nailgun back up off the floor and, again without looking, shoots Iago's trigger finger off again. Deciding that he'd better be safe, Thog also shoots off all of Iago's pockets, so he doesn't have any spares. Thog puts the nailgun back down and drinks some ::

Awright... One more , I think, and I'll be ready to go raid Gates' place... what about y'all?? Ever'body ready fo' dis???

Oh absolutely! If we wait too long someone else may get the same idea!


shazz

Heh... that's ok... we can jack them, too...

::quaffs the remainder of his and materializes another. Swigs half of it down, lights another cigarette, and begins checking his weapons::

hm, well, i guess whisky-flavoured ice is better than -flavoured whisky-ice

i'll stick to though - just to be on the safe side

I'll take a any day. Or two, or three, or four. Or 99...

*sings*99 bottles of on the wall, 99 bottles of , take one down, pass it around, 98 bottles of on the wall.

98 bottles of on the wall, 98 bottles of , take one down, drink it myself, 97 bottles of on the wall...

*continues with the song*

*realizes that he could probably have gotten the all time longest post on H2G2 if he wanted to finish the song*

*finishes his 42nd and drunkenly mutters something about a LAN party..*

*completes the 42nd verse of his little song, and drunkenly mutters something about barmaids, and hopefully this weekend and next. depends on Angel's work schedule*

56 bottles of on the wall...

*Peers over the wall and collection of bottles*

Since when has your side been a safe place Pierce?

*Prods Pierce in his side, just to see whether it feels safe*

Well are we doing this raid or not chaps?

*Hoists a bazooka over one shoulder and a demijohn of over the other*

One bottle of on the wall, one bottle of , take it down, try to drink it but wind up spilling most of it on myself because I'm so drunk, no more bottles of on the wall.

All right, I'm ready to go now.

no more bottles of ? that really p****s me off

let's go and shoot something and/or blow something up!

and please stop prodding my side, gwennie. it's not my best side you know

Finishes his whisky-flavoured choc ice; shoots up the wall on which the bottles aren't; joins the BFG raiding party.

are you sure you're in the right mood for shooting, blowing things up, killing and maiming, kes?

*Stops prodding Pierce in his side and whacks him on the side of his head with her still shouldered bazooka as she turns to examine the furious Kes*

Perhaps Kes found that "someone" had mischievously slipped some Fosters into his shopping trolley... Besides, we wouldn't want a laid (back) and non-aggressive Kes coming on a raid with us, now would we?

*Steps over the prone Pierce*

Oh do get up ! This is no time to be lying about.

*Hoists Pierce to his feet*

Now! About this raid...Do we knock on the front door or knock it down?

I vote for drive straight through! One more crash through Mr B Gates windowze won't make much difference will it!

shazz

Sounds good to me!
*Checks the instruction manual, and brings up the tinted Blue Screen*

*Looks at the 12 or so blue screens*

I'm confused! Which screen has the right buttons on it? And where did all my bottles of go?