Come on man, be a cool frood.
In something more than eight hours I’ll get out of here, sidle up to a nearby bar and ask for “Three pints of bitter. And quickly please, the world’s about to end.”
I’ve got my towel and copy of the Hitchhiker’s Guide safely ensconced in a satchel and soon to be joined by at least two packets of peanuts.
Are you ready?






April 29th, 2005 at 2:01 PM
I m ready, man. Don t panic and beware falling petunias.
-bampf