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

[Y2K] [takes the proffered medal] Thanky, Sah!

We could always go to the game room. I believe that we've got a game of Twister set up there.

[Y2K] KL? Playing Twister? Hm, sounds familiar!

Y2K, that was uncalled for.

[sea] it DOES though...

Or, you could all give yourselves up and come along quietly...

[Y2K] No we couldn't. We haven't done anything wrong.

*Sighs*

UH, name one time Batman ever got into a fist fight with the Joker when Joker hadn't done anything wrong. Name one time Superman attempted to foil Lex's plans when Lex had no plans to foil. Mention one instance when The ninja turtles ever bothered Shredder and Krang because they *weren't* causing enough trouble.

Can't do it, can you? I only have one thing to say to that kind of talk, UH: bad form. Terribly bad form.

Of course, if we absolutely have to settle your bloodlust, I see no problem in dueling as long as we do it in a specified arena outside of this forum.

Persistence is a virtue. Umm. Tresspassing. Oh no, I was doing that when I arrived here. Don't you worry. We'll get you if we have to falsify the evidence

By the way, we could have a very public bar room brawl somewhere. How cool would that be? Collateral Damage! Yeah! Ahem.

[Y2K] I'm sure gratuitious insults would provoke UH enough, so here's: [to UH] Go to Belgium!

[Ancba's eyes blaze at Y2K]

Excuse me, but how is Belgium insulting? Affy appears to think it cutting, too.

Tell me NYC, from lookng at your page, you would appear not to be terribly patriotic. Are you familiar with Noam Chompski?

Bush. ahahahaha.

(I apologise for using this insult so much, but it is very funny)

I'm sorry, but I genuinely believed the clones to be NYC. My mistake. Ahaha.

[Y2K] I dunno about the NYC thing, but if you've read "Life, the Universe, and Everything" by DNA, you'll know that Belgium is about the most ... um ... [is at a loss for adjectives] ... virulent insult in the Civilized Galaxy.

[sea] you thought NYC and the clones...?

*sea and evillene look at each other, then at NYC, then at the clones*

[sea and evillene] nah....

UH? have you had too much to drink? there's ONE of ME, and SIX of THEM... one... six... one... six...

...plus, I'm MUCH more witty.

and, no, I guess I'm not too patriotic.

*sea turns into the kindergarten teacher and pats NYC on the head*

[sea-kindergarten-teacher] he's patriotic in his own special way....

*sea turns back into sea and shakes her head*

[sea] that is SO annoying.

I refuse to admit being even REMOTELY patriotic! Not even in my own special way! I am a dissident! I am a revolutionary! I am a--*SMACK*...

[sea-kindergarten-teacher] now I didn't want to use the yardstick...

*sea-kindergarten-teacher takes a batting stance and shoulders the yardstick, taking a few practice swings*

[evillene] *nervous* i suppose i should mention that one of her other personalities is a professional baseball player... you may have heard of him, he calls himself "mark mcgwire"...

*evillene promptly dives behind a convenient item of furniture*

*NYC, splayed out on the floor a few yards away from sea, can attest to that*