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

Can I have some twiglets in a doggie bag, please for my poopy puppy?

Where would you like me to throw some twiglets down to????

Twiglets make me thirsty
need water

*falls asleep in the deck chair*

this is a good way of staying on board and not doing much.. RL is keeping me busy. Good to see everyone's having all that fun tho. my dreams should be cool

*awakes from seeming comatose state. screws up eyes at bright sunshine.*
what day is it? my head hurts. I hurt. what's this in my mouth?.......
oh, it's my tongue.
Water! Water! For pity's sake, water!
*collapses in heap muttering something like - never again*

*Emerges from Luxury Galley with huge tray of jugs of iced water*
OK... who wants this lot... and what exactly DO you want to do with it?... ermm... Doctor John, please stop drinking the water in Coely's tsnk! She is looking a little worried!
shazz

I thought it tasted a little fishy
*gratefully accepts jug of iced water, drinks contents in one gulp. puts on super-cool serengetis to shield eyes from glare of the overcast sky*
I'm a little disoriented today.

*watches carefully as the self filling pool tops itself up*
Good idea to install that girls
Can I have a drink - with a straw in it please? Is there anything special that you think I would like?

*passes Coelacanth a colourful glass with bubbly liquid in it* here, try some of this, of course i cannot tell you what is in it but i can say that you will do some fab. tricks after drinking it
monsy

A tall glass of cold milk please... if possible... ~grin~

*Jumps through hoops while monsey blows a whistle*
What was in that???

hehe!! i told you it was good stuff
as for Greebo, one tall glass of milk with a swirly straw coming right up
monsy

~Greebo clpas her paws in appreciation~ Oh what a fantastic show...

*Coelacanth holds all fins to head and groans*
monsy, what was in that?
*Retires to corner of self (full) filling pool*
Are we there yet?

There? We're not even here!
Have one of my patented hangover cures.
*Hands Coely a glass filled with a liquid that looks suspiciously like the one she drank before*

Oh goodness me! Has everyone succumbed to a dose of sea-sickness? Maybe we should ask NM to inflate the super-delux stabilisers which Garibaldi's Dirigible Company have installed... *Just one puff when you've had enough*
shazz

Gosh... that is an odd quotation Shazz... ~grin~... me is not sick... in fact me is wasting away me thinks... ~Greebo grabs a handful of fur from he belly between her paws... ~ Look... me is shrinking on the inside...

*urgently radios Joanna's for fresh supply of doughnuts to be air-dropped in*
Soon have ya fur nice and tight-fitting again, Greebo.

Poor Greebo Can I interest you in anything else from the luxury galley while we wait for the air-drop?
shazz

*Rushes out with specially prepared pancakes.*
Try this for a change Greebo... would you like jam with them? I have a wide variety of flavours for you to choose from!
shazz

Ohhhhhh... Pancakes... ~big grin~... me loves pancakes with melted choccie in the middle... yummy scrummy... in Greebo's tummy... ~happy grin~