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

Hi Sis

Before I'll acknowledge either of you...

- Simply, High Spirited.

You know, honey, I DO understand some of your resentment of the lad. He is an arrogant little son of a MOG, isn't he? To question whether you are his sisters! The idea! For all he KNOWS, he was just a stray kitten I took in in a moment of soft hearted/headedness. Gotta love him, though. Even with all his quirks he can be a charming lad.

Actually popped over to see if you could stop by my place and do some cleaning for me--as God noted, it is in a state of disrepair. And I'll be having the party in 2 weeks. If you make everything sparkle I'll be sure to add you to the guest list. Fly in on your own broom, ok? I'll be needing mine. Gotta fly...kisses!

You never did like to share the limelight. Hmph.

And to think I helped you through all that chemistry stuff.

You know you did make the universe big enough for all of us.

Big enough for all of us, and Him too, but not his head! Don't worry, DoMOG, we'll fix his little red wagon. Working on a lesson in humility as we speak.

As usual, we have been anxiously awaiting your arrival. And as always, you make the grand entrance. Thank you for popping by.

You almost missed the intervention. Seems our beloved brother is denying our existence? Can you believe it?

By the way, did you remember to pick up my dry cleaning?

All the children together--it's just like the old days! Do stop poking each other, girls. There really IS plenty of space for all of us here, even God's head. Sorry, God, that was a cruel thing I said about you--was a little hungover and concerned about a project I'm trying to launch. We know your head needs to be so big, so you have a place to store all that wisdom {chokes on her drink *cough* *cough*}

Guess what! I found a nice local bar, with dart boards and a pool table, and they mix an acceptable cosmicpolitan there. It's a bit of a rowdy crowd, but the bagpipes and viola make it worth the hazard. I might even take my accordion one day and make it a trio. Next time you pop by my place I'll give you directions.

Have to run now, kiddies. Places to go, laddies to do.... TA TA!

{pops her head back in the door and looks around} You know, we have a little confusion going on here that needs to be sorted out. With our titles so similar, I'm even getting confused about my OWN identity. Girls, it's time to go read the directions again and attach your real names, in capital letters, to the front. Who cares if you have the longest intros in the guide--at least you'll always make a grand entrance. {nodding at the Daughter, etc.} henceforth you shall be known as WENCH. {nodding to the Illegitimate Daughter, etc.} and you shall make your way through the universe as PRINCESS. So it is written, so it shall be done. {Sprinkles both daughters with her cosmicpolitan, whips their bowed heads with her boa, and exits the room}

How come he gets the short name??

Well his full name is the sun of the mother of God emperess of the universe but he just doesnt use it all

And don't get pissy about it. I'm sure if HIS memory was as long as HIS title, he'd have the whole mess engraved on his nametag, too. Don't forget, there's something to be said for brevity. Now, as I was saying, WENCH...

Alright! Alright! I see the point. He may be classified among the ranks of Cher and Madonna. Whereas, I have am graced with a title that rivals many monarchs.

Fine. WENCH it is.

And, touche, St Bob.

I do hope the dry cleaning comment isn't aimed at me!!! I'm still cleaning the cat boxes and simiply don't have the time to wait on any other family members!

Well, if you hadn't taken in so many strays, maybe you would have more time for us . . .

I feel sooooo neglected.

Don't forget even though he is God he is still just a mere man and that is about all he can remember...don't ask him about a birthday or aniversery!

Don't feel neglected I'm sure that there is always room for one more!

I suppose GOD does fit more readily on a name tag . . . hehehe

We better not let MOM hear us speaking like this!

you're right. Spankings will commence...