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

Trin, quick, grab Bella's and get her out of here before another of those manifestations pops through, I have the straitjacket right here </>

Ricky Martin?
*faint*
*thud*

Pssst! Why don't you hide behind this cardboard cut-out of Nik Kershaw?

http://www.rickastley.co.uk/

He sings at you! He sings at you! My ears are bleeding!

*Takes *



*Purchases Ricks best of album for Trin*

<evilgrin

<rofl< and I don't even know how he looks or what he does, just seem to recall the name

Trin, I bet you're allergic to that hedge, and not to Rick.

Aaaiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! *sniff*

*Collapses into big snotty, itchy, slobbery mess*

Calamine! *sniffle* Anti-histamines! *cough*

*Gives Trin super dose of calcium*

Hey Footie, the voice doesn't seem to fit to the face, are you sure they belong together ?

*raises head and peers at thread peers*



do I have to stay here all night on the floor? You didn't even notice I fainted

*heaves large butt off Footie's now bruised floor, dusts self off (takes a minute, this, bear with me)*

*stomps over to Trin and pours a bottle of cally motion over his head*

*ties Footie up*

*chucks Bella out the winda*

*takes over the sofa and the 3/4 bar of from last week*

Huh! You think you've got problems. Nobody even noticed me coming in with my cardboard cut-out Nik Kershaw.

I did, but I used the power of Howard Jones to repel you.

Pah! Without his mime artist, Howard Jones is nothing!

Oi Willy, don't you think you're being a tad unfair ? How do you expect me to get a fainted person off the floor whilst carrying Trin ? Do you have any idea just HOW much an unconscious body weighs ? Weight of a hippo, yes, and I'm not superman, or bionic woma´n

Well, looks like we have a party then

*shifts on Footie's sofa to make space for Percy and Bob*

eeeeurrrrrhghhhhhhthomaseuurgdolbyeurrrghhhhh

eeek!
what was that?
*leaps onto Percy and Bob's laps (yes, the butt *is* that big)

sssshhhh, don't just make noise, try to be articulate

The ghost of Thomas Dolby! And he's not even dead!

No, it's not, it's the and Mrs. Muir ( Yes, I am THAT old )*Climbs ack in through window, Trin still dangling from her arm *

If Bella's got Trin, who'd I dump the calamine on?

eeeurgrheedolbyeeurghhhhonlycureeueuuuurrrghhh