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

I blame 2legs for tiredness, hungoverness and soreness and for my needing to pop out soon...

I blame 2legs for the lack of dinner in spite of the fact that I've been home from w*rk almost an hour.

I blame 2legs that in my local pub ( the one that I have hardly anyone to go to with ) you get pestered for scraps from your lunch by 4 chickens and their cockerel.

ooo sounds cool... I used to love a local I wetn to where the 'in house' dog, would sidle up to you as you stood at the bar, stand on its hind legs, with its forelegs on the bar top, and look at you plantively until you gave in and bought it a bag og pork scratchings

I blame 2legs for there not being any time for dinner tonight, for my having to go out and play ten pin bowling in a moment and drink guinness, and for my then having to meet a 'friend' for... again... I also blame 2legs for my not yet being recovered from Mondays drinking and two friends I met up with during the course of the day

I'm not going to blame 2legs, because I'm a rebel like that.

Completely 2legs fault of course.

Oooooh! Is that a paradox? If so, I blame 2legs.

I blame 2legs for incompetent repair engineers who forget to make sure that they have the correct spare parts on their van to make the necessary repairs to your faulty 'white goods'...


GT

I blame 2legs for not knowing which was worse: attempting to sleep on the bus for an hour, attempting to sleep on a bench at the airport for an hour, or the lack of any other sleep last night

You coud have slept on the wing of the plane!!!


GT

I blame 2legs for old junk

I finally got around to empty another couple of boxes containing the stuff Queen Mum left behind. She never ever threw anything away... I found flight ticket s from the early eighties, song sheets from parties held more than thirty years ago, almost all Mother's Day cards I ever sent her... and I don't know what.

I must definitely start to sort out my own stuff - can't risk to leave anything like this mess to the hatchlings when the day will come.

oh DQ - it is hard sorting through those type of things

I often see my old dad tidying out drawers and cupboards, and I know what is going through his mind. Cold realism.

I keep looking for things that I am sure I have put away for safe keeping........somewhere..........

2legs has pinched them, I am sure of that!!!



GT

I once had a cunning plan to stop building up an inexausible supply of junk... it failed I'm sure I've put by a sufficient supply of 'useful cables' to rig up wembly arenia for a big rock concert ...

I blame 2legs for my terrible hangover, my being up so late, and my dithering as to or not have lunch when its so close to dinner time...

I blame 2legs for not realising inevitably follows late night indulging of alcoholic beverages.

I also blame him for rain.

>>> I once had a cunning plan to stop building up an inexausible supply of junk

I blame 2legs! For I too once had a cunning plan to avoid building up an inexhaustible supply of junk. The plan involved moving from one apartment to the next on a fairly regular basis.

Alas! Somewhere along the way, I settled down. Curse you, 2legs!

me too.... i know if I were going to move I'd just ditch so much 'clutter' and 'stuff'... maybe I could pretend I was about to move to force myself to de-clutter again
I blame 2legs for sore bits of my body and for tiredness and sleepyness and for my needing to do woodwork but not having the energy to do so

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you know whos going to get it in the neck?????don't you????

I blame 2legs for my throbbing gum and my disinterest in

I blame 2legs for the fasination some people have with football and the proliferation of tweets on the matter that was about earlier... I don't even know who it was playing but people did seem so over-excited about it all
I also blame 2legs for tiredness

I blame 2legs for . . .
this button. and the heat. and it being too hot. and ... stuff.