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

They're gonna be here if they're not here already. I'll guess I'll have to go home and find out.

Don't wait up!

*waits up*

I said don't DO that!!!

heh. I have them here right now and I bet you wish you were me. heh.

*contemplates*

*looks*

*sits back at home*

I miss the Krissy.

Very much so, yes.

*sulks*

But hey you've still got each other

Aaaaand they would have a Krissy if they would just do the sensible thing and move here already... yeeesssssss....

You know, it makes sense...

*feverishly looking for jobs and a place to live near Chicago, while simultaneously finding a sublettor and playing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' on old bike horns*

I lost the beach ball, you know. The one for my nose.

That can't be good.

The beach ball bit I mean, not the horns, the subletting and the Chicagoing. That is all eminently - you know, thing. Sensible. That one. Yes.

No, you see, I spin it while I play, and it's really...

Okay, it falls off a lot, but I can do it. Truly.

yadda dadda dadda da da da da dadada da dada da daYAYA!

*points a spotlight on Spartus*

*slaps flippers together*

Oooo! Are those new since you got back??

I LIKE em.

No, I had them the whole time, but I have an illusion machine that makes me look like I don't. Yes, that's it.

Either that, or I have an overactive imagination. With all these drugs the doctors put me on (or was it the giant bats?), I have trouble remembering which...fish...glacier...jello mold...monkey (mmm...monkey) wrench...cheese platter to go back on my accordion-playing Wagner operas.

You know?

*turns into a flugelhorn and quacks approval*