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

~****** stops moving...~

*watches Greebo's inert form with interest*
Ah, now we get to the interesting bit. This will last for about 10 minutes or so.
*passes a small stainless steel cup full of amber liquid to the good doctor*
Best to just knock it back in one. *takes swig from flask himself*
wow. hit's the spot doesn't it?

(Shortcut:- Ignore)

*follows Babel-17's advice and knocks back the fluid in one*
Hmmmmm, interesting... *licks lips* Tastes a bit like....
*suddenly his legs collapse under him and he falls to the ground*
Vicar! The beetroot's fallen into the mosh pit again!
*passes out*

I'll give it a go! Remember, fish are world renowned for their drinking skills, and I've got no legs to lose control of in the first place.
But first, shouldn't we check on Greebo? I think this may do the trick.
*Opens large bag of chocolate covered doughnuts and wafts the smell of one under her nose.*

i wish whisky still had that effect on me... though i do prefer heather cream... somewhat less of a bite to it...

nice kilt BTW Babel.... very nice indeedy! though i cant remeber what tartan it is....

Greebs... you doin alright? dont worry, the whisky'll sort all worries out... has always done for me!

*As the sun begins to rise, the full extent of Greebo's garden can be seen. The night had hidden so much from the guests. The croquet lawn was just a small part of it. In a small clearing there is a large black tent with swirly patterns, although in certain lights it looks alabaster white. There is a signpost pointing toward is that says: "Breakfast and First Aid at: http://www.h2g2.com/F40197?thread=60793&post=446311" all the guests that can walk hurry to aid those that can't. Greebo's inert, but still surprisingly heavy, body is carried carefully.* ><>