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

Fantastic

Here we go round the hippo jazz
the hippo jazz
the hippo jazz

Here we go round the hippo jazz
on a cold and windy morning



* sips more *

But wait! The uneven distribution of Hippos is causing the bus to tilt in an erratic fashion!! We must move some of them to the other side, quickly!!

* tries to wake a sleeping Hippo *

* Wonders of theyy are like sleeping dogs who dont tell the truth *

Actually, Light, I reckon I could solve our problems by climbing up into the luggage rack myself and having a bit of a sleep.. I'm going to need all my energy for Basildon ..

Goodnight to you!!

*wakes up from his nice little slumber*

when did the hippos start playing music?
nevermind
*goes back to sleep*

()

* listens to the mellow Hippo Jazz *

* dozes as the bus trundles along *

* Enters *

* Starts to dance to the music *

Welcome aboard, Zarniwoop!

Do have a mufflewhump.

Hi OUZ!

That was so the way you got on the bus!

The hippo jazz band are good dont you think!

More ?

Yes please !!!

MMMMMM !!!!

* passes OUZ more *

Could the hippo jazz band use a jazz kazoo
player? If so, I'd like to offer my services.
I would also like to offer NOT to dance.
People who have seen me dance, even once,
have complained about visual disturbances
for months afterwards.

Is this bus going to Basildon? Does it WANT
to go to Basildon? Should we be making it go
places it doesn't want to go?

Everything inevitably gravitates towards Basildon, Paul. all matter is helpless against its gravitational pull. Everything that crosses its event horizon is transformed, warped and made weaker, and then finally sold in a big "Everything Costs A Pound" shop.

*raises spyglass*

There!! There she is!! 'Tis Basildon!!

Oh, now which way? Remember, I can't see the map, since it's on my back...

Yes, it looks like Basildon (not that I know
what Basildon looks like, never having seen it
before).



Hmmm, my spyglass looks just like yours, Pod.
Do you think we got them from the same spy?

*Checks Amy's back*

Yes, here we are.. just below the right shoulder blade... left of the elbow... yes, definitely on the way to Basildon

Paul, I "borrowed" my spyglass from the Bond and Baddy pub, down the road from MI5. You ever been there?

"Paul, I "borrowed" my spyglass from the Bond and Baddy pub, down the road from MI5. You ever been there?"

Well, not exactly. Mine came from Building 19, a railroad
salvage shop where industrial-sized cans of peanut butter
sit next to purple silk sportcoats. Three guesses who bought
the purple sportcoat?

Only three?

I didn't think you'd need more than one.

Ahh well, I am afraid I would need at least a hundred. Ask Amy.. she will tell you how hopeless I am at picking up on any kind of clue or hint.