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

Sorry, I think I'm in a typo mood today...

Well...of course they lick their fingers after they clicked themselves a nice sticky drink...

S'pose so. but then again, wouldn't they end up coughing up furballs?

thanks for offering me a drink, but I'm already completly drunk.
*shalalalala*

Computer, perform immediate virus scans on the whole of the Big C infrastructure. Seek immediate solutions for trojans.
[Affirmative. Commencing scanning sequence]

Sorry, I just got overrun with the Sub7 trojan virus. DON'T WORRY, IT CAN'T GET TO YOU UNLESS IT'S SENT DIRECTLY TO YOUR COMPUTER. So you have nothing to worry about. I'm on the case of removing it from my system.
It was quite funny though. The guy operating it flipped my screen over!

*singing "where have all the people gone"*
still a bit drunk, sorry.

*clicks her fingers & a glass of total-hangover-cure appears in her hands*

Here you go...it'll make you feel better...if you want to anyway...

...and it's a little better than drinking Klatchian coffee...

*walks in slightly tipsy*
Don't worry, just go to get used to normal spatial orientation. Can I have a drink E? It might help me get my bearings, something strong methinks

*sits down in a chair to get his bearings*

wow, I really feel better now.
thanks, E!
*tries getting another hangover cure, clicks her fingers and a cats worm medecin appears*
Almost...

*relizes his blunder as too whose actually here at the moment, and is bummed because he probably snubbed Hannah*
Sorry Hannah, I wasn't really sure who was here, what with all the distortion in my Lab. If you can, I think I'll hang out in here for a while, so could I get a drink?
I'm afraid to go back to the labs right now, there is too much violence for my pacifist blood.

Yes, the violence in the labs is rather odd. Still, the Computer is ready for any eventuality.
*mutters:*
thank God...

*click*
Here you are, hope you like apple juice and beer.

Hi, folks! Hannah, could I have a drink too, please? Pretty much anything alcoholic without tomatoes will do...

*takes a carful sip*
tastes fine, thanks a lot.
*looks worriedly towards the labs*
do you really think the computer can deal with drunken monkeys and nuclear weapons? I have this weird feeling that it is going to get extremely bloody in there. Or not, maybe it will just settle down.

Well, untill then, Cheers!

So, here you are, Peet. No tomatoes, just potatoes and strawberries. And a lot of alcohol, of course.

Hmmm Lumpy...

*clicks herself a cup of tea to try & keep herself awake*

*walks in with a bottle of pills*
here you go E, these are extra strength caffine pills, should do the trick.

Aww...ta...much appreciated...

*E feels a lot more awake*

Peet passes by, and examines bottle - "Are these pills E's?"