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

*sits on pile of rocks*


*wriggle*

Probably best not to wriggle, eh?

*Lounges back in superdeluxe comfyplus easyboy with headrest surroundsound speakers and a drinks holder in the arm*

Aaaaaaaaaa ...

ard!

S'not fair! I still have to pay for the stupid things til September! No one in their right minds would buy them 2nd hand either, looks like the Furniture scheme is going to benefit from yet another of my retail boo boos.

Yeah great, everybody goes to bed just as Hootoo gets going again.

Stoopid hampsters.

Does seem to be the pattern doesn't it? Everything gets back to normal just so people can say goodnight to each other.

Er ...

Yeah, I know....

Go on then, off you go, go get your pipe and slippers and mug of Horlicks.

Night, sweet *not about clowns, musn't mention clowns* dreams.

Horlicks? Eww...

Great. The convo list has disappeared entirely now

Night then Mrs B

And thanks for not mentioning the nocl w's.

nocl w's

Oh, you mean clowns, no trouble, no trouble atall, anything for a friend.

Night

Hootoo starts acting somewhat normally again and you're not here to cheer me up with nonsense!

Look! A gerbil doing a wheelie!

Ah - no, I am here (or one of my insectoid friends is, as you should be finding out right now - I think we simposted on different threads ... which is nice ).

The 'Last Posted Seventy-Nine Years Ago' is just the latest bug off the production line.

I much prefer it to some of the others!

He's not wearing any shinpads though Is that safe?

*crash*

It's the brithyad girl!

And she's brought chocolate ...

Better than that infact!

I saved you a piece of chocolate catapillar cake. Has smarties on and everything!

You may have to pick off some candle wax. It all got a bit heat intense there for a while.

*Elbow tingliness*

Company!

He's only a beginner.

Brithyad lass and cake! It gets better.

Well, we shall have to fashion him a helmet - oo, an abandoned flant carapace, perfect - kneeguards - couple of smarties off the cake and some pritt (mmmmm) - elbowguards - two halves of a dried pea and the magic ingredient again (*sniff* ooooooo ) - and there we are!

Oo, look at him go!



*crash*

Bout he's up again! ...and stumbling into a wall...

Aaaw - he bumped his noggin.

Here - rub a bit of candlewax on it. There we go. Little push? Ok - weeeee!



*crash*

Evil Kergerbil! Quick, build a ramp and make him jump matchboxes.


(My cat has taken possession of a box that once contained many bottles of Stella loveliness, alas, no more. Anyhoo, it has a cut out bit at the top and we decided this kinda looks like she's in a tank. Guess who's going to elaborate on an idea and make a proper tank with kitchen roll for it's gun thing, lots of paier mache and camouflage-y colours...we're a bit stuck as how to do those wheel thingys that tanks have on the side...any ideas? )

Er ...

Loo rolls and a pair of tights?

Apples and a cardigan?

Smarties and tinfoil?

No, basically