DEAR DESPERATEFANS,

ANYONE WANT TO SEE MY SPACESHIP?

HUGS, KISSES, SNOGS AND GROPES,
ZAPHOD

Typist: Alona is responsible for this horror, for this atrocity. He won't always abuse capslock. I promise. And if his original typist shows up and wants him back, he will be returned.

hello, there! the lady who sometimes says she's my typist says she's going to keep away a bit, so she can catch up on all her homework -- a good, scholarly pursuit i think! -- let's all wish her luck, then, and ( Read more... )

Attention, residents of desperatefans. This is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz. Your community has been slated for destruction, in order to build a cyberspace bypass. Unfortunate... for you, at least.. I know, but.. you're standing in the way of progress ( Read more... )

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Ladies and gentlemen, angels and demons, I have a question to ask of you.

( This is a highly philisophical question of great mystery. )

... yo.

Uh. *clears throat*

Name's Random Frequent Flyer Dent.

Both of my parents are apparently around, but not together - doesn't surprise me at all, of course.

This is another new place to try. But really, I don't belong anywhere.

Typist: She's been bothering me for TWO MONTHS. Trillian and Arthur's daughter, Random. There's a story ( Read more... )

Er, hello there. My name is...well, it isn't important. *mutters something under his breath*Anyway, I was an architect on Magrathea...I helped build the Earth, in fact. Norway. I'm told there's quite a few Earthmen here...so perhaps you've seen my work? I'm very proud of it. Glaciers and fjords, my specialty. Shame about the whole Vogon incident, ( Read more... )

*looks around* Well, hello. My name is Patroclus. I fought in the Trojan War, which.. was some time ago, from the looks of things. I was.. killed, but.. it seems I am back now, so.. that's convenient, I suppose.

I see I have been preceded by my lover cousin, Achilles. He is much more well-renowned than I am, but.. I do what I can. And he ( Read more... )

HOTBLACK DESIATO WILL BE HAVING HIS STAFF SIGN AUTOGRAPHS TODAY. LINE UP HERE.

Personal psychic: Well you can't expect the poor man to do it himself. He's dead. *brandishes stamp* Of course Mr. Desiato hails from Douglas Adams's Restaurant at the End of the Universe.

In honour of the last moments of Day 100, and in light of the changing tide in this...wonderful community *grins maniacally* I thought I might pose a question, and hopefully get some answers ( Read more... )

Religion.

Tell me about it. I'm curious.