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

That's the point, we'll pay them with spam.

I don't know, their singing is beginning to grate...

Well, maybe they'd be satisfied with Eggs, Beans, Bacon, Sausages and Spam without the Spam.

What no spam?

Hello? Am I the only thingite left? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm here! I'm here! I've just been away doing exams. I haven't had much time for spam.
*Decides to end post before it turns into a limerick*

Darn exams, I've got two tommorow and that's it. Unfortunatly, one of my finals involves rewriting a scene or two from Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing and acting it out in front of the rest of the class. It is of course a group final, but WTF?

Sounds a lot more fun than my last exam, which will involve writing a long and pointless essay on King Lear. And it's closed book, so I have to memorise all the quotations.

Ouch. Well I'm done with exams, and the one that I feared wasn't that bad considering that no group did a good job. Our only problem was that the script sucked, and I started a line before I should have, right before the end.

*Dustball*

Hello...

I'm waiting to be recognised as a Thingite.

Any chance there'd be a Sacred Turnip somewhere on these walls?

Did you get aproved into the society?

Oh, and there is a good chance you could find a Sacred Turnip. I once found a the size of queen. We had to kill it. Jolly good fun.

hmmm....I see The Uniforms Thread has bypassed it's bi-centenial spring cleaning again.

Fetch The Shovels!

We need to un-bury the broom cupboard.

Comicdude - I see you too had exams. How did you do?

Indeed, I have now been accepted.

RoboTwig - Keeper of the blessed Turnip and Reaper of the weak and puny Thursday (possessor of The Soap, friend of the filthy and the unclean).

I use the soap to wash my mouth out after saying my title.

Excellent. Grab a brush and give us a hand, would you?
*Sets about energetically brushing floor, then collapses as large cloud of dust engulfs all bystanders*
Ackkk! Need... *hacking cough*... drink... water... *hacking cough*...

*Sneezes*

No, I'm allergic to tidying.

Sorry.

There may be untold riches waititng to be discovered....

I'm in!

*Sneezes*

I just found a spoiled Vorgon meat sausage. I think I'm going to be sick.

Ewww...

Vorgons.

*Sneexes*