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

*fanfare*

I hereby claim this page in the name of the people of the glorious nation of bubsterland.

Huzzah! Huzzah! Huzzah!

Hey Krissy, my page was colonized too! If there were 13 of us do you suppose we could like sew up a flag and get a cool motto like "Don't tread on me" and things? Maybe dump some tea in a harbour for good measure?

*wonders where else the glorious nation of bubsterland has claimed, but has to go brush teeth and get to bed*

Imperial decree 27A: The sun will never set on bubsterland, so there will be no going to bed.

By order.

*wanders in for the morning brushing her teeth*

I'm sorry, what? I've been colonized, have I? Well, first things first, you'd better send your military over here, oh mighty ruler of bubsterland, and take care of whatever's ringing the tub. A tiny colony can't be expected to handle that kind of disaster on it's own.

I'd also like the motherland to provide breakfast...preferably in the form of a sausage Mcmuffin.

*goes off to blowdry her hair*

*spends an hour with his entire cabinet planning and implmenting a comprehensive plan for mutually advantageous trade between the nations of the Commonwealth of bubster*

Imperial Trade Directive 1AA: beetle! Get Krissy a McMuffin - and see what you can do about her bath there's a good chap.

By Order.

Hooray!! I'm certainly going to enjoy being a part of this commonwealth.

Yeah, beetle, get on it! hee hee.

*flutters in the breeze* Well I'm not so sure about this bubsterland business myself

Ooh, look how good he's gotten at that!

Do we have a rebellion brewing?

Well, yes. You see, I dumped a few shiploads of tea in the harbour, and I was just wondering how to heat it up to brew it, if you'd be so kind. You know, to serve to his lordship the bustermeister.

Or was it supposed to be about tax?

Wait...we already did the tea thing?? I was waiting for it elsewhere...hmmmmmm

Do you have any left that I could dump too, C? I want to feel all patriotical and stuff.

For you Krissy, I just went to India and brought back some more shiploads. So feel free to be all patriotic and stuff.

Oops, forgot the fireworks!

*runs out*

I finally get on and no-one in the Commonwealth is awake to greet me - I might have to change my name to 'H. the vigilant of the independent and highly sought-after Commonwealth of bubsterland'.

The Commonwealth is sleeping - the sentinels are watching.

The dog is barking. A car just drove past with Tom Petty's 'Free fallin'' blaring out the window the way really bad used to. It's an uneasy world, but the members of the Commonwealth sleep safe...

Well you could say that, but I'm stuck up this here flagpole

I, however, have recieved my McMuffin, so it can't be all bad.

*munches away*

Hey Hypo, where are you that you are asleep when all of bubsterland is? It's a pretty big commonwealth.