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

I blame 2legs for being awake at this hour. I could have slept in, you know! But no, you told the to push things off the nightstand till I woke up.

I blame 2legs for my refusal to take responsibility in any way, shape or form, for Jedward!
I also blame 2legs for the special-brew swigging drunks, who appear to be 'hanging out', just outside my front door

I blame 2legs in advance for Lynx waking me up far too early tomorrow morning. If 2legs wants to avoid that blame he'd better get up early tomorrow morning and feed the Lair Cats.

Unfortunately the Lair Cats rather unwillingly ate their breakfast today - apparently the new kitty grub wasn't palatable enough - so 2legs better bring something they like.

I blame 2legs for failing to prevent Lynx from waking me up at 4am this morning . Luckily I managed to go back to sleep rather unharmed.

2legs, I even told you!!! Bad, bad boy! (No, this does not qualify for "special treatment")

I blame 2legs for the lack of 'special treatment' today and for it being wet all day, and cold... and my not being at the pub, right now

I blame 2legs for the fact that I managed to stay on the horse as it bucked going into a jump - but then fell flat on my bum in the mud while taking the saddle off after

There are worse parts of the body to land on!

I blame 2legs for the fact that if I had known I'd finish the first book of this trilogy so quickly I would have bought the other two, too!

I blame 2legs for waiting during which I can do nothing--everything's in the hands of the underwriters and the appraisal-appointment-makers now.

If I were a nailbiter, I'd probably have stumps, and we know who would be to blame for that.

You shouldn't have tried to take the saddle off while you were still sitting in it...

I blame 2legs for this head cold, for being awake at this hour, and for the Intertubes having some sort of clog which makes them run slow. h2g2 is about the only thing that works; even email won't load.

I blame 2legs for it being That Kind Of Day - started with breaking the frame of my glasses while swatting the alarm clock, spilled the milk into the basket of freshly washed laundry, and worst of all, I ran out of night before I ran out of sleep.

I blames 2legs for long afternoon naps, broken printer and most of all for the gibberish on said printer's display. I just can't fr*king figure out what it wants me to do!

I blame 2legs for the constant hammer drill and pnuematic drilling that's been driving me crazy for days now. Although it's not right next door, I am still feeling the vibrations through the adjoining walls.

I blame 2legs for nightly hunger and fake russin accents in crap late night movies. But most of all I blame 2legs for not stoppning me from watching "xXx".

I blame 2legs for the fact that I nearly stepped on a dead, rotting seal today.

I blame 2legs for holes which arn't big enough and need to be drilled out to be made bigger

I blame that on global warming. Rotting seals must be a consequence of lack of polar bears.

I blame 2legs for hunger, tiredness and undecidedness concerning the need of a snack before going to bed or if I'm too to prepare a snack...

...decisions, decisions...

There is, and never can not be, always time to involve supper into a decent, reasonable, proper and correct end-stage game to ones day... May I recommend toast? Its what I'll probably have in an hour or so hmmm... or five minutes or so I blame 2legs for toast

I blame 2legs for the relatives stealing all my husbands home-made Yorkshire puddings this evening, I would really like another one round about now.

I just quoted the bit about the dead, rotting seal to Mr. Y.
His reply: "Oh, I've done that..."