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

*muffled voice from under the sofa*


Unnnggh. It got dark. Why did it get dark? Where am I?

Who am I? where are we, and waht on earth is that::: in the corner

*Crawls from under sofa*

That's a mirror, 2legs.

Am I too late?

Wait... what?




How did I end up at work?

A badger with a rocket ship?

Sorry, to match the smiley quota set previously, that should be:

A with a ship?

< disco>

*dances with Fords*

...Now I remember why I hid under the sofa in the first place.

*Contemplates crawling back there, then brushes a few cobwebs off hair and decides against it.*

Your turn to dance next, I think!

Oh, err, I, uh, I think I forgot... umm, I left something in the kitchen. I'll be right back. Yeah.


*s out through the kitchen window and hides in the azaleas*

hey! come back! Its your turn to dance!
*falls over*

*wakes up hanging backwards over a table*

I can't feel my head. Why can't I feel my head?

Because, that's MY head! Gerroff!

Who's done, head, what whom? oh... backwards... backwards head.... errr.... nope, I'm still not... oh

Came in to mop up but on minimum wage -I'm going nowhere near weirdos on the floor. I'll be talking to the union...

I'm not weird.... I'm .... mildly excentric... if you don't believe me, ask my chinchillas, they'll confirm it...

*licks the table leg.

I'm not weird either. I prefer the term "Differently Normal".

TThat is a good term too.... what flavoured table leg do you have on that side of the table?
*continues licking table leg...

*Voice comes in through the window*

I _am_ weird, but I'm not on the floor, I'm in the azalea bush.

It's muddier than I thought it would be.