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

I knew a girl with three breasts once, only in the end she just turned out to have a VERY short neck.

Well how DO you make those images, like the smiley and the frowney and the bug-eyedy and the triple-breastedy (just kidding) and the fish?

Hey another one.
Look: what you do is you type the eyes, nose and mouth of the smiley.
For an original that's colon-dash-closing bracket.
for a booboo that's colon-dash-opening bracket
for the fish it´s >,<,>

Now you try.

Hmm...I like this.

' yes' she said, 'bear rugs sound quite satisfying, how long will that take? I cant wait forever'

i think that you are the culprit, anyway is the plural monGEESE or monGI

if it can be mongi
it could also be mongooses

Hey, it wasn't me.......

The president chuckled a bit to himself.
Now it was clear where they were heading.

With a quiet nod to the Maitre d', he affirmed the order of one of the most blazingly warm Roast Fireplaces the resaurant had in stock.
A great big mother of an ex-Grizzly walked in, thin as a bear-rug, carrying the flaming hearth on it's back. It too, knew why it had been summoned from the cozy closet it had been hanging round in, draped over an iron bar, no more than mothfeed. Now the rug felt revigorated, once having the opportunity to be the festive grounds for tonight's feast. It set down the raoring fireplace, and spread itself out on the floor, giving the girl a lookover, the president a wink and growling softly.

The president flashed a smile and stroked the bear rug with a sensuous hand. "With anyone else, it might have taken a few minutes. But you're not with anyone else, are you?"

It depends which planet you are from

I'm not like anyone you've ever met' she replied, taking the stranger by the hand she through him on the rug ( With a rather disconcerted sound from the bear) and ...
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.ordered another drink. "he'll wait" she said and left him to wonder what exactly she was planning.

I had an uncle who did that once...

Towels anyone...? Oops sorry, not yet I see...

Feeling quite relaxed, the president now lay stretched out on the furry rug, wondering what exactly it was this time that had turned the darkhaired girl who was simply 'feeling peckish' to the instigator of an atmosphere which was getting more and more uneasy for the innocent bystanders by the minute.

The question whether or not this was turning into a sex chat forum was still left unanswered, and far be it from this president to surrender an answer before it was already too late. It seemed to be out of his hands for now: he felt more amused than annoyed with the takecharge attitude she now displayed.

He lazily sat up again, threw another log on the crackling, juicy Roast Fireplace and waited. The bear dreamt about Alaska, and sucked its left foreclaw in its sleep.

Yeah, but Farq... he was _insane_.

(What has this got to do with sex, we're researching bear-rug behavioural patterns!)

The stranger began to become aware that these so called innocent by-standers were not as shocked as he would have expected, in fact they too were looking at him in that hungry way.

he started to feel slightly uneasy. who (or what) were these people and had he got himself in over his head. then he saw what this mysterious dark lady was drinking and he felt his stomach clench with fear.....

Voon. Hi, I'm a llama, a virgin, and mostly like also quite prone to doing dumb things because I'm an American llama. But then, I can be cool. I'm very tan. Thank you California. Anyway, I'm wondering why a bear and not a sloth?

i wish i new my life might have been a wow .but now i dream what might have been and seek those who have gentle souls and big hearts

I have a gentle soul, a big heart and eight nipples.

It's supposed to be complicated. It it were easy everyone would be doing it.