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What does Encyclopedia Galactica say about alcohol?

"Oh yes," said Arthur, "and how far's that?""About twelve minutes away," said Ford, "come on, I need a drink." Here's what the Encyclopedia Galactica has to say about alcohol.It says that alcohol is a colourless volatile liquid formed by the fermentation of sugars and also notes its intoxicating effect on certain carbon based life forms.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol.It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.It says that the effect of a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.The Guide also tells you on which planets the best Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters are mixed, how much you can expect to pay for one and what voluntary organizations exist to help you rehabilitate afterwards.The Guide even tells you how you can mix one yourself.Take the juice from one bottle of that Ol' Janx Spirit, it says.Pour into it one measure of water from the seas of Santraginus V Oh that Santraginean sea water, it says.

Alcohol is a colourless volatile liquid formed by the fermentation of sugars

What does Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy mention?

"Oh yes," said Arthur, "and how far's that?""About twelve minutes away," said Ford, "come on, I need a drink." Here's what the Encyclopedia Galactica has to say about alcohol.It says that alcohol is a colourless volatile liquid formed by the fermentation of sugars and also notes its intoxicating effect on certain carbon based life forms.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol.It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.It says that the effect of a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.The Guide also tells you on which planets the best Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters are mixed, how much you can expect to pay for one and what voluntary organizations exist to help you rehabilitate afterwards.The Guide even tells you how you can mix one yourself.Take the juice from one bottle of that Ol' Janx Spirit, it says.Pour into it one measure of water from the seas of Santraginus V Oh that Santraginean sea water, it says.

Alcohol

What planets are the best Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters mixed on?

"Oh yes," said Arthur, "and how far's that?""About twelve minutes away," said Ford, "come on, I need a drink." Here's what the Encyclopedia Galactica has to say about alcohol.It says that alcohol is a colourless volatile liquid formed by the fermentation of sugars and also notes its intoxicating effect on certain carbon based life forms.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol.It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.It says that the effect of a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.The Guide also tells you on which planets the best Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters are mixed, how much you can expect to pay for one and what voluntary organizations exist to help you rehabilitate afterwards.The Guide even tells you how you can mix one yourself.Take the juice from one bottle of that Ol' Janx Spirit, it says.Pour into it one measure of water from the seas of Santraginus V Oh that Santraginean sea water, it says.

About twelve minutes away , " said ford , " come on , i need a drink . " here ' s what the encyclopedia galactica has to say about alcohol . it says that alcohol is a colourless volatile liquid formed by the fermentation of sugars and also notes its intoxicating effect on certain carbon based life forms . the hitch hiker ' s guide to the galaxy also mentions alcohol . it says that the best drink in existence is the pan galactic gargle blaster . it says that the effect of a pan galactic gargle blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick . the guide also tells you on which planets

The Guide even tells you how you can mix one yourself.

"Oh yes," said Arthur, "and how far's that?""About twelve minutes away," said Ford, "come on, I need a drink." Here's what the Encyclopedia Galactica has to say about alcohol.It says that alcohol is a colourless volatile liquid formed by the fermentation of sugars and also notes its intoxicating effect on certain carbon based life forms.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol.It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.It says that the effect of a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.The Guide also tells you on which planets the best Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters are mixed, how much you can expect to pay for one and what voluntary organizations exist to help you rehabilitate afterwards.The Guide even tells you how you can mix one yourself.Take the juice from one bottle of that Ol' Janx Spirit, it says.Pour into it one measure of water from the seas of Santraginus V Oh that Santraginean sea water, it says.

About twelve minutes away

What is the name of the sea water from the Santraginus V Oh?

"Oh yes," said Arthur, "and how far's that?""About twelve minutes away," said Ford, "come on, I need a drink." Here's what the Encyclopedia Galactica has to say about alcohol.It says that alcohol is a colourless volatile liquid formed by the fermentation of sugars and also notes its intoxicating effect on certain carbon based life forms.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol.It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.It says that the effect of a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.The Guide also tells you on which planets the best Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters are mixed, how much you can expect to pay for one and what voluntary organizations exist to help you rehabilitate afterwards.The Guide even tells you how you can mix one yourself.Take the juice from one bottle of that Ol' Janx Spirit, it says.Pour into it one measure of water from the seas of Santraginus V Oh that Santraginean sea water, it says.

Santraginean

How many Hikers have died of pleasure in the Marshes of Fallia?

Allow four litres of Fallian marsh gas to bubble through it, in memory of all those happy Hikers who have died of pleasure in the Marshes of Fallia.Over the back of a silver spoon float a measure of Qualactin Hypermint extract, redolent of all the heady odours of the dark Qualactin Zones, subtle sweet and mystic.Drop in the tooth of an Algolian Suntiger.Watch it dissolve, spreading the fires of the Algolian Suns deep into the heart of the drink.Sprinkle Zamphuor.Add an olive.Drink...but.

Four litres

What does Qualactin Hypermint extract contain?

Allow four litres of Fallian marsh gas to bubble through it, in memory of all those happy Hikers who have died of pleasure in the Marshes of Fallia.Over the back of a silver spoon float a measure of Qualactin Hypermint extract, redolent of all the heady odours of the dark Qualactin Zones, subtle sweet and mystic.Drop in the tooth of an Algolian Suntiger.Watch it dissolve, spreading the fires of the Algolian Suns deep into the heart of the drink.Sprinkle Zamphuor.Add an olive.Drink...but.

All the heady odours of the dark qualactin zones

What is the name of the extract that is redolent of all the heady odours of the dark Qualactin Zones?

Allow four litres of Fallian marsh gas to bubble through it, in memory of all those happy Hikers who have died of pleasure in the Marshes of Fallia.Over the back of a silver spoon float a measure of Qualactin Hypermint extract, redolent of all the heady odours of the dark Qualactin Zones, subtle sweet and mystic.Drop in the tooth of an Algolian Suntiger.Watch it dissolve, spreading the fires of the Algolian Suns deep into the heart of the drink.Sprinkle Zamphuor.Add an olive.Drink...but.

Qualactin hypermint extract

How deep into the heart of the drink does Zamphuor spread fires of?

Allow four litres of Fallian marsh gas to bubble through it, in memory of all those happy Hikers who have died of pleasure in the Marshes of Fallia.Over the back of a silver spoon float a measure of Qualactin Hypermint extract, redolent of all the heady odours of the dark Qualactin Zones, subtle sweet and mystic.Drop in the tooth of an Algolian Suntiger.Watch it dissolve, spreading the fires of the Algolian Suns deep into the heart of the drink.Sprinkle Zamphuor.Add an olive.Drink...but.

Algolian suns

What book sells better than Encyclopedia Galactica?

.very carefully...The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy sells rather better than the Encyclopedia Galactica."Six pints of bitter," said Ford Prefect to the barman of the Horse and Groom."And quickly please, the world's about to end."The barman of the Horse and Groom didn't deserve this sort of treatment, he was a dignified old man.He pushed his glasses up his nose and blinked at Ford Prefect.Ford ignored him and stared out of the window, so the barman looked instead at Arthur who shrugged helplessly and said nothing.

The hitch hiker ' s guide to the galaxy

How many pints of bitter did Ford Prefect give to the barman of Horse and Groom?

.very carefully...The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy sells rather better than the Encyclopedia Galactica."Six pints of bitter," said Ford Prefect to the barman of the Horse and Groom."And quickly please, the world's about to end."The barman of the Horse and Groom didn't deserve this sort of treatment, he was a dignified old man.He pushed his glasses up his nose and blinked at Ford Prefect.Ford ignored him and stared out of the window, so the barman looked instead at Arthur who shrugged helplessly and said nothing.

Six

What did Groom do to Ford Prefect?

.very carefully...The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy sells rather better than the Encyclopedia Galactica."Six pints of bitter," said Ford Prefect to the barman of the Horse and Groom."And quickly please, the world's about to end."The barman of the Horse and Groom didn't deserve this sort of treatment, he was a dignified old man.He pushed his glasses up his nose and blinked at Ford Prefect.Ford ignored him and stared out of the window, so the barman looked instead at Arthur who shrugged helplessly and said nothing.

Blinked

What did Arthur do to Arthur?

.very carefully...The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy sells rather better than the Encyclopedia Galactica."Six pints of bitter," said Ford Prefect to the barman of the Horse and Groom."And quickly please, the world's about to end."The barman of the Horse and Groom didn't deserve this sort of treatment, he was a dignified old man.He pushed his glasses up his nose and blinked at Ford Prefect.Ford ignored him and stared out of the window, so the barman looked instead at Arthur who shrugged helplessly and said nothing.

Shrugged helplessly and said nothing

What did Ford say to the barman?

He tried again."Going to watch the match this afternoon then?"Ford glanced round at him."No, no point," he said, and looked back out of the window."What's that, foregone conclusion then you reckon sir?" said the barman."Arsenal without a chance?""No, no," said Ford, "it's just that the world's about to end.""Oh yes sir, so you said," said the barman, looking over his glasses this time at Arthur."Lucky escape for Arsenal if it did."Ford looked back at him, genuinely surprised."No, not really," he said.He frowned.

The world ' s about to end

What was Ford's answer?

He tried again."Going to watch the match this afternoon then?"Ford glanced round at him."No, no point," he said, and looked back out of the window."What's that, foregone conclusion then you reckon sir?" said the barman."Arsenal without a chance?""No, no," said Ford, "it's just that the world's about to end.""Oh yes sir, so you said," said the barman, looking over his glasses this time at Arthur."Lucky escape for Arsenal if it did."Ford looked back at him, genuinely surprised."No, not really," he said.He frowned.

No , no point

What was Ford's reaction to the barman's comments?

He tried again."Going to watch the match this afternoon then?"Ford glanced round at him."No, no point," he said, and looked back out of the window."What's that, foregone conclusion then you reckon sir?" said the barman."Arsenal without a chance?""No, no," said Ford, "it's just that the world's about to end.""Oh yes sir, so you said," said the barman, looking over his glasses this time at Arthur."Lucky escape for Arsenal if it did."Ford looked back at him, genuinely surprised."No, not really," he said.He frowned.

Surprised

What did Ford say to Arthur?

He tried again."Going to watch the match this afternoon then?"Ford glanced round at him."No, no point," he said, and looked back out of the window."What's that, foregone conclusion then you reckon sir?" said the barman."Arsenal without a chance?""No, no," said Ford, "it's just that the world's about to end.""Oh yes sir, so you said," said the barman, looking over his glasses this time at Arthur."Lucky escape for Arsenal if it did."Ford looked back at him, genuinely surprised."No, not really," he said.He frowned.

Lucky escape

Who smiled at Arthur and shrugged again?

"There you are sir, six pints," he said.Arthur smiled at him wanly and shrugged again.He turned and smiled wanly at the rest of the pub just in case any of them had heard what was going on.None of them had, and none of them could understand what he was smiling at them for.A man sitting next to Ford at the bar looked at the two men, looked at the six pints, did a swift burst of mental arithmetic, arrived at an answer he liked and grinned a stupid hopeful grin at them."Get off," said Ford, "They're ours," giving him a look that would have an Algolian Suntiger get on with what it was doing.Ford slapped a five pound note on the bar.He said, "Keep the change.""What, from a fiver? Thank you sir.""You've got ten minutes left to spend it.

Arthur smiled at him wanly

How many pints of beer did Ford have?

"There you are sir, six pints," he said.Arthur smiled at him wanly and shrugged again.He turned and smiled wanly at the rest of the pub just in case any of them had heard what was going on.None of them had, and none of them could understand what he was smiling at them for.A man sitting next to Ford at the bar looked at the two men, looked at the six pints, did a swift burst of mental arithmetic, arrived at an answer he liked and grinned a stupid hopeful grin at them."Get off," said Ford, "They're ours," giving him a look that would have an Algolian Suntiger get on with what it was doing.Ford slapped a five pound note on the bar.He said, "Keep the change.""What, from a fiver? Thank you sir.""You've got ten minutes left to spend it.

Six

What did Ford smile at the two men at the bar?

"There you are sir, six pints," he said.Arthur smiled at him wanly and shrugged again.He turned and smiled wanly at the rest of the pub just in case any of them had heard what was going on.None of them had, and none of them could understand what he was smiling at them for.A man sitting next to Ford at the bar looked at the two men, looked at the six pints, did a swift burst of mental arithmetic, arrived at an answer he liked and grinned a stupid hopeful grin at them."Get off," said Ford, "They're ours," giving him a look that would have an Algolian Suntiger get on with what it was doing.Ford slapped a five pound note on the bar.He said, "Keep the change.""What, from a fiver? Thank you sir.""You've got ten minutes left to spend it.

Stupid hopeful grin

What was Ford's answer to the question?

"There you are sir, six pints," he said.Arthur smiled at him wanly and shrugged again.He turned and smiled wanly at the rest of the pub just in case any of them had heard what was going on.None of them had, and none of them could understand what he was smiling at them for.A man sitting next to Ford at the bar looked at the two men, looked at the six pints, did a swift burst of mental arithmetic, arrived at an answer he liked and grinned a stupid hopeful grin at them."Get off," said Ford, "They're ours," giving him a look that would have an Algolian Suntiger get on with what it was doing.Ford slapped a five pound note on the bar.He said, "Keep the change.""What, from a fiver? Thank you sir.""You've got ten minutes left to spend it.

" get off , " said ford , " they ' re ours

What did Ford say to the bar?

"There you are sir, six pints," he said.Arthur smiled at him wanly and shrugged again.He turned and smiled wanly at the rest of the pub just in case any of them had heard what was going on.None of them had, and none of them could understand what he was smiling at them for.A man sitting next to Ford at the bar looked at the two men, looked at the six pints, did a swift burst of mental arithmetic, arrived at an answer he liked and grinned a stupid hopeful grin at them."Get off," said Ford, "They're ours," giving him a look that would have an Algolian Suntiger get on with what it was doing.Ford slapped a five pound note on the bar.He said, "Keep the change.""What, from a fiver? Thank you sir.""You've got ten minutes left to spend it.

Keep the change

How much was the note Ford slapped on?

"There you are sir, six pints," he said.Arthur smiled at him wanly and shrugged again.He turned and smiled wanly at the rest of the pub just in case any of them had heard what was going on.None of them had, and none of them could understand what he was smiling at them for.A man sitting next to Ford at the bar looked at the two men, looked at the six pints, did a swift burst of mental arithmetic, arrived at an answer he liked and grinned a stupid hopeful grin at them."Get off," said Ford, "They're ours," giving him a look that would have an Algolian Suntiger get on with what it was doing.Ford slapped a five pound note on the bar.He said, "Keep the change.""What, from a fiver? Thank you sir.""You've got ten minutes left to spend it.

Five pound

How many pints did Ford say he had to drink to get through?

"Ford," said Arthur, "would you please tell me what the hell is going on?""Drink up," said Ford, "you've got three pints to get through.""Three pints?" said Arthur."At lunchtime?"The man next to ford grinned and nodded happily.Ford ignored him.He said, "Time is an illusion.Lunchtime doubly so.""Very deep," said Arthur, "you should send that in to the Reader's Digest.They've got a page for people like you.""Drink up.""Why three pints all of a sudden?""Muscle relaxant, you'll need it.

Three

Who ignored Ford's comment that time is an illusion?

"Ford," said Arthur, "would you please tell me what the hell is going on?""Drink up," said Ford, "you've got three pints to get through.""Three pints?" said Arthur."At lunchtime?"The man next to ford grinned and nodded happily.Ford ignored him.He said, "Time is an illusion.Lunchtime doubly so.""Very deep," said Arthur, "you should send that in to the Reader's Digest.They've got a page for people like you.""Drink up.""Why three pints all of a sudden?""Muscle relaxant, you'll need it.

The man next to ford grinned and nodded happily . ford ignored him . he said , " time is an illusion . lunchtime doubly so . " " very deep , " said arthur

What should you send in to the Reader's Digest?

"Ford," said Arthur, "would you please tell me what the hell is going on?""Drink up," said Ford, "you've got three pints to get through.""Three pints?" said Arthur."At lunchtime?"The man next to ford grinned and nodded happily.Ford ignored him.He said, "Time is an illusion.Lunchtime doubly so.""Very deep," said Arthur, "you should send that in to the Reader's Digest.They've got a page for people like you.""Drink up.""Why three pints all of a sudden?""Muscle relaxant, you'll need it.

Very deep

How long have Arthur and Ford known each other?

"Arthur stared into his beer."Did I do anything wrong today," he said, "or has the world always been like this and I've been too wrapped up in myself to notice?""Alright," said Ford, "I'll try to explain.How long have we known each other?""How long?" Arthur thought."Er, about five years, maybe six," he said."Most of it seemed to make some sense at the time.""Alright," said Ford."How would you react if I said that I'm not from Guildford after all, but from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse?" Arthur shrugged in a so so sort of way."I don't know," he said, taking a pull of beer."Why do you think it's the sort of thing you're likely to say?"Ford gave up.It really wasn't worth bothering at the moment, what with the world being about to end.

About five years , maybe six

Arthur stared into what?

"Arthur stared into his beer."Did I do anything wrong today," he said, "or has the world always been like this and I've been too wrapped up in myself to notice?""Alright," said Ford, "I'll try to explain.How long have we known each other?""How long?" Arthur thought."Er, about five years, maybe six," he said."Most of it seemed to make some sense at the time.""Alright," said Ford."How would you react if I said that I'm not from Guildford after all, but from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse?" Arthur shrugged in a so so sort of way."I don't know," he said, taking a pull of beer."Why do you think it's the sort of thing you're likely to say?"Ford gave up.It really wasn't worth bothering at the moment, what with the world being about to end.

His beer

How long did Arthur think he was from Guildford?

"Arthur stared into his beer."Did I do anything wrong today," he said, "or has the world always been like this and I've been too wrapped up in myself to notice?""Alright," said Ford, "I'll try to explain.How long have we known each other?""How long?" Arthur thought."Er, about five years, maybe six," he said."Most of it seemed to make some sense at the time.""Alright," said Ford."How would you react if I said that I'm not from Guildford after all, but from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse?" Arthur shrugged in a so so sort of way."I don't know," he said, taking a pull of beer."Why do you think it's the sort of thing you're likely to say?"Ford gave up.It really wasn't worth bothering at the moment, what with the world being about to end.

About five years , maybe six

How many years did Ford think Arthur was from Betelgeuse?

"Arthur stared into his beer."Did I do anything wrong today," he said, "or has the world always been like this and I've been too wrapped up in myself to notice?""Alright," said Ford, "I'll try to explain.How long have we known each other?""How long?" Arthur thought."Er, about five years, maybe six," he said."Most of it seemed to make some sense at the time.""Alright," said Ford."How would you react if I said that I'm not from Guildford after all, but from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse?" Arthur shrugged in a so so sort of way."I don't know," he said, taking a pull of beer."Why do you think it's the sort of thing you're likely to say?"Ford gave up.It really wasn't worth bothering at the moment, what with the world being about to end.

Five years , maybe six

What planet is in the vicinity of Betelgeuse?

"Arthur stared into his beer."Did I do anything wrong today," he said, "or has the world always been like this and I've been too wrapped up in myself to notice?""Alright," said Ford, "I'll try to explain.How long have we known each other?""How long?" Arthur thought."Er, about five years, maybe six," he said."Most of it seemed to make some sense at the time.""Alright," said Ford."How would you react if I said that I'm not from Guildford after all, but from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse?" Arthur shrugged in a so so sort of way."I don't know," he said, taking a pull of beer."Why do you think it's the sort of thing you're likely to say?"Ford gave up.It really wasn't worth bothering at the moment, what with the world being about to end.

A small planet

Arthur shrugged in a so so sort of way.

"Arthur stared into his beer."Did I do anything wrong today," he said, "or has the world always been like this and I've been too wrapped up in myself to notice?""Alright," said Ford, "I'll try to explain.How long have we known each other?""How long?" Arthur thought."Er, about five years, maybe six," he said."Most of it seemed to make some sense at the time.""Alright," said Ford."How would you react if I said that I'm not from Guildford after all, but from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse?" Arthur shrugged in a so so sort of way."I don't know," he said, taking a pull of beer."Why do you think it's the sort of thing you're likely to say?"Ford gave up.It really wasn't worth bothering at the moment, what with the world being about to end.

About five years , maybe six , " he said . " most of it seemed to make some sense at the time . " " alright , " said ford . " how would you react if i said that i ' m not from guildford after all , but from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of betelgeuse

What did Arthur say to the rest of the pub?

"He added, perfectly factually:"The world's about to end."Arthur gave the rest of the pub another wan smile.The rest of the pub frowned at him.A man waved at him to stop smiling at them and mind his own business."This must be Thursday," said Arthur musing to himself, sinking low over his beer, "I never could get the hang of Thursdays." On this particular Thursday, something was moving quietly through the ionosphere many miles above the surface of the planet; several somethings in fact, several dozen huge yellow chunky slablike somethings, huge as office buildings, silent as birds.They soared with ease, basking in electromagnetic rays from the star Sol, biding their time, grouping, preparing.The planet beneath them was almost perfectly oblivious of their presence, which was just how they wanted it for the moment.The huge yellow somethings went unnoticed at Goonhilly, they passed over Cape Canaveral without a blip, Woomera and Jodrell Bank looked straight through them which was a pity because it was exactly the sort of thing they'd been looking for all these years.The only place they registered at all was on a small black device called a Sub Etha Sens O Matic which winked away quietly to itself.

Wan smile

Who waved at Arthur to stop smiling at them and mind his own business?

"He added, perfectly factually:"The world's about to end."Arthur gave the rest of the pub another wan smile.The rest of the pub frowned at him.A man waved at him to stop smiling at them and mind his own business."This must be Thursday," said Arthur musing to himself, sinking low over his beer, "I never could get the hang of Thursdays." On this particular Thursday, something was moving quietly through the ionosphere many miles above the surface of the planet; several somethings in fact, several dozen huge yellow chunky slablike somethings, huge as office buildings, silent as birds.They soared with ease, basking in electromagnetic rays from the star Sol, biding their time, grouping, preparing.The planet beneath them was almost perfectly oblivious of their presence, which was just how they wanted it for the moment.The huge yellow somethings went unnoticed at Goonhilly, they passed over Cape Canaveral without a blip, Woomera and Jodrell Bank looked straight through them which was a pity because it was exactly the sort of thing they'd been looking for all these years.The only place they registered at all was on a small black device called a Sub Etha Sens O Matic which winked away quietly to itself.

A man

What did Arthur say he never could get the hang of?

"He added, perfectly factually:"The world's about to end."Arthur gave the rest of the pub another wan smile.The rest of the pub frowned at him.A man waved at him to stop smiling at them and mind his own business."This must be Thursday," said Arthur musing to himself, sinking low over his beer, "I never could get the hang of Thursdays." On this particular Thursday, something was moving quietly through the ionosphere many miles above the surface of the planet; several somethings in fact, several dozen huge yellow chunky slablike somethings, huge as office buildings, silent as birds.They soared with ease, basking in electromagnetic rays from the star Sol, biding their time, grouping, preparing.The planet beneath them was almost perfectly oblivious of their presence, which was just how they wanted it for the moment.The huge yellow somethings went unnoticed at Goonhilly, they passed over Cape Canaveral without a blip, Woomera and Jodrell Bank looked straight through them which was a pity because it was exactly the sort of thing they'd been looking for all these years.The only place they registered at all was on a small black device called a Sub Etha Sens O Matic which winked away quietly to itself.

Thursdays

Where did they pass over Cape Canaveral without a blip?

"He added, perfectly factually:"The world's about to end."Arthur gave the rest of the pub another wan smile.The rest of the pub frowned at him.A man waved at him to stop smiling at them and mind his own business."This must be Thursday," said Arthur musing to himself, sinking low over his beer, "I never could get the hang of Thursdays." On this particular Thursday, something was moving quietly through the ionosphere many miles above the surface of the planet; several somethings in fact, several dozen huge yellow chunky slablike somethings, huge as office buildings, silent as birds.They soared with ease, basking in electromagnetic rays from the star Sol, biding their time, grouping, preparing.The planet beneath them was almost perfectly oblivious of their presence, which was just how they wanted it for the moment.The huge yellow somethings went unnoticed at Goonhilly, they passed over Cape Canaveral without a blip, Woomera and Jodrell Bank looked straight through them which was a pity because it was exactly the sort of thing they'd been looking for all these years.The only place they registered at all was on a small black device called a Sub Etha Sens O Matic which winked away quietly to itself.

Goonhilly

What did the Sub Etha Sens O Matic do?

"He added, perfectly factually:"The world's about to end."Arthur gave the rest of the pub another wan smile.The rest of the pub frowned at him.A man waved at him to stop smiling at them and mind his own business."This must be Thursday," said Arthur musing to himself, sinking low over his beer, "I never could get the hang of Thursdays." On this particular Thursday, something was moving quietly through the ionosphere many miles above the surface of the planet; several somethings in fact, several dozen huge yellow chunky slablike somethings, huge as office buildings, silent as birds.They soared with ease, basking in electromagnetic rays from the star Sol, biding their time, grouping, preparing.The planet beneath them was almost perfectly oblivious of their presence, which was just how they wanted it for the moment.The huge yellow somethings went unnoticed at Goonhilly, they passed over Cape Canaveral without a blip, Woomera and Jodrell Bank looked straight through them which was a pity because it was exactly the sort of thing they'd been looking for all these years.The only place they registered at all was on a small black device called a Sub Etha Sens O Matic which winked away quietly to itself.

Winked away quietly to itself

What did Ford Prefect hide in his satchel?

The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting in fact and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of dog eared scripts for plays he pretended he was auditioning for stuffed in the top.Besides the Sub Etha Sens O Matic and the scripts he had an Electronic Thumb a short squat black rod, smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end; he also had a device which looked rather like a largish electronic calculator.This had about a hundred tiny flat press buttons and a screen about four inches square on which any one of a million "pages" could be summoned at a moment's notice.It looked insanely complicated, and this was one of the reasons why the snug plastic cover it fitted into had the words Don't Panic printed on it in large friendly letters.The other reason was that this device was in fact that most remarkable of all books ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.The reason why it was published in the form of a micro sub meson electronic component is that if it were printed in normal book form, an interstellar hitch hiker would require several inconveniently large buildings to carry it around in.Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have.Partly it has great practical value you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand to hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

A couple of dog eared scripts

What was the name of the stuffed scripts Ford pretended he was auditioning for?

The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting in fact and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of dog eared scripts for plays he pretended he was auditioning for stuffed in the top.Besides the Sub Etha Sens O Matic and the scripts he had an Electronic Thumb a short squat black rod, smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end; he also had a device which looked rather like a largish electronic calculator.This had about a hundred tiny flat press buttons and a screen about four inches square on which any one of a million "pages" could be summoned at a moment's notice.It looked insanely complicated, and this was one of the reasons why the snug plastic cover it fitted into had the words Don't Panic printed on it in large friendly letters.The other reason was that this device was in fact that most remarkable of all books ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.The reason why it was published in the form of a micro sub meson electronic component is that if it were printed in normal book form, an interstellar hitch hiker would require several inconveniently large buildings to carry it around in.Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have.Partly it has great practical value you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand to hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

Plays

What was the Electronic Thumb?

The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting in fact and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of dog eared scripts for plays he pretended he was auditioning for stuffed in the top.Besides the Sub Etha Sens O Matic and the scripts he had an Electronic Thumb a short squat black rod, smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end; he also had a device which looked rather like a largish electronic calculator.This had about a hundred tiny flat press buttons and a screen about four inches square on which any one of a million "pages" could be summoned at a moment's notice.It looked insanely complicated, and this was one of the reasons why the snug plastic cover it fitted into had the words Don't Panic printed on it in large friendly letters.The other reason was that this device was in fact that most remarkable of all books ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.The reason why it was published in the form of a micro sub meson electronic component is that if it were printed in normal book form, an interstellar hitch hiker would require several inconveniently large buildings to carry it around in.Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have.Partly it has great practical value you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand to hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

A short squat black rod , smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end

What was printed on the plastic cover of the Don't Panic device?

The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting in fact and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of dog eared scripts for plays he pretended he was auditioning for stuffed in the top.Besides the Sub Etha Sens O Matic and the scripts he had an Electronic Thumb a short squat black rod, smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end; he also had a device which looked rather like a largish electronic calculator.This had about a hundred tiny flat press buttons and a screen about four inches square on which any one of a million "pages" could be summoned at a moment's notice.It looked insanely complicated, and this was one of the reasons why the snug plastic cover it fitted into had the words Don't Panic printed on it in large friendly letters.The other reason was that this device was in fact that most remarkable of all books ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.The reason why it was published in the form of a micro sub meson electronic component is that if it were printed in normal book form, an interstellar hitch hiker would require several inconveniently large buildings to carry it around in.Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have.Partly it has great practical value you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand to hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

Don ' t panic printed on it in large friendly letters

The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy was published in what form?

The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting in fact and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of dog eared scripts for plays he pretended he was auditioning for stuffed in the top.Besides the Sub Etha Sens O Matic and the scripts he had an Electronic Thumb a short squat black rod, smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end; he also had a device which looked rather like a largish electronic calculator.This had about a hundred tiny flat press buttons and a screen about four inches square on which any one of a million "pages" could be summoned at a moment's notice.It looked insanely complicated, and this was one of the reasons why the snug plastic cover it fitted into had the words Don't Panic printed on it in large friendly letters.The other reason was that this device was in fact that most remarkable of all books ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.The reason why it was published in the form of a micro sub meson electronic component is that if it were printed in normal book form, an interstellar hitch hiker would require several inconveniently large buildings to carry it around in.Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have.Partly it has great practical value you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand to hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

A micro sub meson electronic component

What was in Ford Prefect's satchel?

The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting in fact and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of dog eared scripts for plays he pretended he was auditioning for stuffed in the top.Besides the Sub Etha Sens O Matic and the scripts he had an Electronic Thumb a short squat black rod, smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end; he also had a device which looked rather like a largish electronic calculator.This had about a hundred tiny flat press buttons and a screen about four inches square on which any one of a million "pages" could be summoned at a moment's notice.It looked insanely complicated, and this was one of the reasons why the snug plastic cover it fitted into had the words Don't Panic printed on it in large friendly letters.The other reason was that this device was in fact that most remarkable of all books ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.The reason why it was published in the form of a micro sub meson electronic component is that if it were printed in normal book form, an interstellar hitch hiker would require several inconveniently large buildings to carry it around in.Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have.Partly it has great practical value you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand to hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

A few biros , a notepad , and a largish bath towel from marks and spencer

What can you wrap around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta?

The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting in fact and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of dog eared scripts for plays he pretended he was auditioning for stuffed in the top.Besides the Sub Etha Sens O Matic and the scripts he had an Electronic Thumb a short squat black rod, smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end; he also had a device which looked rather like a largish electronic calculator.This had about a hundred tiny flat press buttons and a screen about four inches square on which any one of a million "pages" could be summoned at a moment's notice.It looked insanely complicated, and this was one of the reasons why the snug plastic cover it fitted into had the words Don't Panic printed on it in large friendly letters.The other reason was that this device was in fact that most remarkable of all books ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.The reason why it was published in the form of a micro sub meson electronic component is that if it were printed in normal book form, an interstellar hitch hiker would require several inconveniently large buildings to carry it around in.Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have.Partly it has great practical value you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand to hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

A towel

What can you use the V to sail a mini raft down?

The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting in fact and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of dog eared scripts for plays he pretended he was auditioning for stuffed in the top.Besides the Sub Etha Sens O Matic and the scripts he had an Electronic Thumb a short squat black rod, smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end; he also had a device which looked rather like a largish electronic calculator.This had about a hundred tiny flat press buttons and a screen about four inches square on which any one of a million "pages" could be summoned at a moment's notice.It looked insanely complicated, and this was one of the reasons why the snug plastic cover it fitted into had the words Don't Panic printed on it in large friendly letters.The other reason was that this device was in fact that most remarkable of all books ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.The reason why it was published in the form of a micro sub meson electronic component is that if it were printed in normal book form, an interstellar hitch hiker would require several inconveniently large buildings to carry it around in.Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have.Partly it has great practical value you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand to hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

River moth

How can you wet the V for use in combat?

The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting in fact and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of dog eared scripts for plays he pretended he was auditioning for stuffed in the top.Besides the Sub Etha Sens O Matic and the scripts he had an Electronic Thumb a short squat black rod, smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end; he also had a device which looked rather like a largish electronic calculator.This had about a hundred tiny flat press buttons and a screen about four inches square on which any one of a million "pages" could be summoned at a moment's notice.It looked insanely complicated, and this was one of the reasons why the snug plastic cover it fitted into had the words Don't Panic printed on it in large friendly letters.The other reason was that this device was in fact that most remarkable of all books ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.The reason why it was published in the form of a micro sub meson electronic component is that if it were printed in normal book form, an interstellar hitch hiker would require several inconveniently large buildings to carry it around in.Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have.Partly it has great practical value you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand to hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

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What kind of combat does the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal use?

The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting in fact and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of dog eared scripts for plays he pretended he was auditioning for stuffed in the top.Besides the Sub Etha Sens O Matic and the scripts he had an Electronic Thumb a short squat black rod, smooth and matt with a couple of flat switches and dials at one end; he also had a device which looked rather like a largish electronic calculator.This had about a hundred tiny flat press buttons and a screen about four inches square on which any one of a million "pages" could be summoned at a moment's notice.It looked insanely complicated, and this was one of the reasons why the snug plastic cover it fitted into had the words Don't Panic printed on it in large friendly letters.The other reason was that this device was in fact that most remarkable of all books ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.The reason why it was published in the form of a micro sub meson electronic component is that if it were printed in normal book form, an interstellar hitch hiker would require several inconveniently large buildings to carry it around in.Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer.The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have.Partly it has great practical value you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand to hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

Hand to hand

What did the Sub Etha Sens O Matic begin to wink more quickly?

For some reason, if a strag (strag: non hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc.Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost".What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.Hence a phrase which has passed into hitch hiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)Nestling quietly on top of the towel in Ford Prefect's satchel, the Sub Etha Sens O Matic began to wink more quickly.Miles above the surface of the planet the huge yellow somethings began to fan out.At Jodrell Bank, someone decided it was time for a nice relaxing cup of tea."You got a towel with you?" said Ford Prefect suddenly to Arthur.

Ford prefect ' s satchel

Who decided it was time for a nice relaxing cup of tea at Jodrell Bank?

For some reason, if a strag (strag: non hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc.Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost".What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.Hence a phrase which has passed into hitch hiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)Nestling quietly on top of the towel in Ford Prefect's satchel, the Sub Etha Sens O Matic began to wink more quickly.Miles above the surface of the planet the huge yellow somethings began to fan out.At Jodrell Bank, someone decided it was time for a nice relaxing cup of tea."You got a towel with you?" said Ford Prefect suddenly to Arthur.

Someone

What did Ford Prefect suddenly say to Arthur?

For some reason, if a strag (strag: non hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc.Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost".What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.Hence a phrase which has passed into hitch hiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)Nestling quietly on top of the towel in Ford Prefect's satchel, the Sub Etha Sens O Matic began to wink more quickly.Miles above the surface of the planet the huge yellow somethings began to fan out.At Jodrell Bank, someone decided it was time for a nice relaxing cup of tea."You got a towel with you?" said Ford Prefect suddenly to Arthur.

" you got a towel with you ?

What was Ford's response to the rumbling crash outside of the pub?

"Why? What, no...should I have?" He had given up being surprised, there didn't seem to be any point any longer.Ford clicked his tongue in irritation."Drink up," he urged.At that moment the dull sound of a rumbling crash from outside filtered through the low murmur of the pub, through the sound of the jukebox, through the sound of the man next to Ford hiccupping over the whisky Ford had eventually bought him.Arthur choked on his beer, leapt to his feet."What's that?" he yelped."Don't worry," said Ford, "they haven't started yet.

Drink up

What did Arthur choke on?

"Why? What, no...should I have?" He had given up being surprised, there didn't seem to be any point any longer.Ford clicked his tongue in irritation."Drink up," he urged.At that moment the dull sound of a rumbling crash from outside filtered through the low murmur of the pub, through the sound of the jukebox, through the sound of the man next to Ford hiccupping over the whisky Ford had eventually bought him.Arthur choked on his beer, leapt to his feet."What's that?" he yelped."Don't worry," said Ford, "they haven't started yet.

Beer

What was the name of the whisky Ford bought Arthur?

"Why? What, no...should I have?" He had given up being surprised, there didn't seem to be any point any longer.Ford clicked his tongue in irritation."Drink up," he urged.At that moment the dull sound of a rumbling crash from outside filtered through the low murmur of the pub, through the sound of the jukebox, through the sound of the man next to Ford hiccupping over the whisky Ford had eventually bought him.Arthur choked on his beer, leapt to his feet."What's that?" he yelped."Don't worry," said Ford, "they haven't started yet.

Whisky ford had eventually bought him . arthur choked on his beer

What was Arthur's last thought?

"It's probably just your house being knocked down," said Ford, drowning his last pint."What?" shouted Arthur.Suddenly Ford's spell was broken.Arthur looked wildly around him and ran to the window."My God they are! They're knocking my house down.What the hell am I doing in the pub, Ford?""It hardly makes any difference at this stage," said Ford, "let them have their fun.""Fun?" yelped Arthur."Fun!" He quickly checked out of the window again that they were talking about the same thing."Damn their fun!" he hooted and ran out of the pub furiously waving a nearly empty beer glass.He made no friends at all in the pub that lunchtime.

Fun

What did Arthur say to Ford?

"It's probably just your house being knocked down," said Ford, drowning his last pint."What?" shouted Arthur.Suddenly Ford's spell was broken.Arthur looked wildly around him and ran to the window."My God they are! They're knocking my house down.What the hell am I doing in the pub, Ford?""It hardly makes any difference at this stage," said Ford, "let them have their fun.""Fun?" yelped Arthur."Fun!" He quickly checked out of the window again that they were talking about the same thing."Damn their fun!" he hooted and ran out of the pub furiously waving a nearly empty beer glass.He made no friends at all in the pub that lunchtime.

Let them have their fun

What did Ford say to Arthur and Arthur?

"It's probably just your house being knocked down," said Ford, drowning his last pint."What?" shouted Arthur.Suddenly Ford's spell was broken.Arthur looked wildly around him and ran to the window."My God they are! They're knocking my house down.What the hell am I doing in the pub, Ford?""It hardly makes any difference at this stage," said Ford, "let them have their fun.""Fun?" yelped Arthur."Fun!" He quickly checked out of the window again that they were talking about the same thing."Damn their fun!" he hooted and ran out of the pub furiously waving a nearly empty beer glass.He made no friends at all in the pub that lunchtime.

Let them have their fun

What did Arthur do when he ran out of the pub?

"It's probably just your house being knocked down," said Ford, drowning his last pint."What?" shouted Arthur.Suddenly Ford's spell was broken.Arthur looked wildly around him and ran to the window."My God they are! They're knocking my house down.What the hell am I doing in the pub, Ford?""It hardly makes any difference at this stage," said Ford, "let them have their fun.""Fun?" yelped Arthur."Fun!" He quickly checked out of the window again that they were talking about the same thing."Damn their fun!" he hooted and ran out of the pub furiously waving a nearly empty beer glass.He made no friends at all in the pub that lunchtime.

Waving a nearly empty beer glass

How many packets of peanuts did Ford ask for?

"You half crazed Visigoths, stop will you!"Ford would have to go after him.Turning quickly to the barman he asked for four packets of peanuts."There you are sir," said the barman, slapping the packets on the bar, "twenty eight pence if you'd be so kind."Ford was very kind he gave the barman another five pound note and told him to keep the change.The barman looked at it and then looked at Ford.He suddenly shivered: he experienced a momentary sensation that he didn't understand because no one on Earth had ever experienced it before.In moments of great stress, every life form that exists gives out a tiny sublimal signal.This signal simply communicates an exact and almost pathetic sense of how far that being is from the place of his birth.On Earth it is never possible to be further than sixteen thousand miles from your birthplace, which really isn't very far, so such signals are too minute to be noticed.Ford Prefect was at this moment under great stress, and he was born 600 light years away in the near vicinity of Betelgeuse.

Four

How many pence did Ford want if he was so kind?

"You half crazed Visigoths, stop will you!"Ford would have to go after him.Turning quickly to the barman he asked for four packets of peanuts."There you are sir," said the barman, slapping the packets on the bar, "twenty eight pence if you'd be so kind."Ford was very kind he gave the barman another five pound note and told him to keep the change.The barman looked at it and then looked at Ford.He suddenly shivered: he experienced a momentary sensation that he didn't understand because no one on Earth had ever experienced it before.In moments of great stress, every life form that exists gives out a tiny sublimal signal.This signal simply communicates an exact and almost pathetic sense of how far that being is from the place of his birth.On Earth it is never possible to be further than sixteen thousand miles from your birthplace, which really isn't very far, so such signals are too minute to be noticed.Ford Prefect was at this moment under great stress, and he was born 600 light years away in the near vicinity of Betelgeuse.

Twenty eight

What did Ford give to the barman?

"You half crazed Visigoths, stop will you!"Ford would have to go after him.Turning quickly to the barman he asked for four packets of peanuts."There you are sir," said the barman, slapping the packets on the bar, "twenty eight pence if you'd be so kind."Ford was very kind he gave the barman another five pound note and told him to keep the change.The barman looked at it and then looked at Ford.He suddenly shivered: he experienced a momentary sensation that he didn't understand because no one on Earth had ever experienced it before.In moments of great stress, every life form that exists gives out a tiny sublimal signal.This signal simply communicates an exact and almost pathetic sense of how far that being is from the place of his birth.On Earth it is never possible to be further than sixteen thousand miles from your birthplace, which really isn't very far, so such signals are too minute to be noticed.Ford Prefect was at this moment under great stress, and he was born 600 light years away in the near vicinity of Betelgeuse.

Another five pound note

What was Ford's reaction to the change Ford gave him?

"You half crazed Visigoths, stop will you!"Ford would have to go after him.Turning quickly to the barman he asked for four packets of peanuts."There you are sir," said the barman, slapping the packets on the bar, "twenty eight pence if you'd be so kind."Ford was very kind he gave the barman another five pound note and told him to keep the change.The barman looked at it and then looked at Ford.He suddenly shivered: he experienced a momentary sensation that he didn't understand because no one on Earth had ever experienced it before.In moments of great stress, every life form that exists gives out a tiny sublimal signal.This signal simply communicates an exact and almost pathetic sense of how far that being is from the place of his birth.On Earth it is never possible to be further than sixteen thousand miles from your birthplace, which really isn't very far, so such signals are too minute to be noticed.Ford Prefect was at this moment under great stress, and he was born 600 light years away in the near vicinity of Betelgeuse.

Shivered

Why did Ford shiver?

"You half crazed Visigoths, stop will you!"Ford would have to go after him.Turning quickly to the barman he asked for four packets of peanuts."There you are sir," said the barman, slapping the packets on the bar, "twenty eight pence if you'd be so kind."Ford was very kind he gave the barman another five pound note and told him to keep the change.The barman looked at it and then looked at Ford.He suddenly shivered: he experienced a momentary sensation that he didn't understand because no one on Earth had ever experienced it before.In moments of great stress, every life form that exists gives out a tiny sublimal signal.This signal simply communicates an exact and almost pathetic sense of how far that being is from the place of his birth.On Earth it is never possible to be further than sixteen thousand miles from your birthplace, which really isn't very far, so such signals are too minute to be noticed.Ford Prefect was at this moment under great stress, and he was born 600 light years away in the near vicinity of Betelgeuse.

He experienced a momentary sensation that he didn ' t understand because no one on earth had ever experienced it before

Where was Ford Prefect born?

"You half crazed Visigoths, stop will you!"Ford would have to go after him.Turning quickly to the barman he asked for four packets of peanuts."There you are sir," said the barman, slapping the packets on the bar, "twenty eight pence if you'd be so kind."Ford was very kind he gave the barman another five pound note and told him to keep the change.The barman looked at it and then looked at Ford.He suddenly shivered: he experienced a momentary sensation that he didn't understand because no one on Earth had ever experienced it before.In moments of great stress, every life form that exists gives out a tiny sublimal signal.This signal simply communicates an exact and almost pathetic sense of how far that being is from the place of his birth.On Earth it is never possible to be further than sixteen thousand miles from your birthplace, which really isn't very far, so such signals are too minute to be noticed.Ford Prefect was at this moment under great stress, and he was born 600 light years away in the near vicinity of Betelgeuse.

Betelgeuse

How many miles away from his birthplace is it possible to be on Earth?

"You half crazed Visigoths, stop will you!"Ford would have to go after him.Turning quickly to the barman he asked for four packets of peanuts."There you are sir," said the barman, slapping the packets on the bar, "twenty eight pence if you'd be so kind."Ford was very kind he gave the barman another five pound note and told him to keep the change.The barman looked at it and then looked at Ford.He suddenly shivered: he experienced a momentary sensation that he didn't understand because no one on Earth had ever experienced it before.In moments of great stress, every life form that exists gives out a tiny sublimal signal.This signal simply communicates an exact and almost pathetic sense of how far that being is from the place of his birth.On Earth it is never possible to be further than sixteen thousand miles from your birthplace, which really isn't very far, so such signals are too minute to be noticed.Ford Prefect was at this moment under great stress, and he was born 600 light years away in the near vicinity of Betelgeuse.

Sixteen thousand miles

What did Ford look at with a new sense of respect?

He didn't know what it meant, but he looked at Ford Prefect with a new sense of respect, almost awe."Are you serious, sir?" he said in a small whisper which had the effect of silencing the pub."You think the world's going to end?""Yes," said Ford."But, this afternoon?"Ford had recovered himself.He was at his flippest."Yes," he said gaily, "in less than two minutes I would estimate."The barman couldn't believe the conversation he was having, but he couldn't believe the sensation he had just had either."Isn't there anything we can do about it then?" he said."No, nothing," said Ford, stuffing the peanuts into his pockets.Someone in the hushed bar suddenly laughed raucously at how stupid everyone had become.

Ford prefect

What effect did Ford's small whisper have on the pub?

He didn't know what it meant, but he looked at Ford Prefect with a new sense of respect, almost awe."Are you serious, sir?" he said in a small whisper which had the effect of silencing the pub."You think the world's going to end?""Yes," said Ford."But, this afternoon?"Ford had recovered himself.He was at his flippest."Yes," he said gaily, "in less than two minutes I would estimate."The barman couldn't believe the conversation he was having, but he couldn't believe the sensation he had just had either."Isn't there anything we can do about it then?" he said."No, nothing," said Ford, stuffing the peanuts into his pockets.Someone in the hushed bar suddenly laughed raucously at how stupid everyone had become.

Silencing

What was Ford's answer to the barman's question?

He didn't know what it meant, but he looked at Ford Prefect with a new sense of respect, almost awe."Are you serious, sir?" he said in a small whisper which had the effect of silencing the pub."You think the world's going to end?""Yes," said Ford."But, this afternoon?"Ford had recovered himself.He was at his flippest."Yes," he said gaily, "in less than two minutes I would estimate."The barman couldn't believe the conversation he was having, but he couldn't believe the sensation he had just had either."Isn't there anything we can do about it then?" he said."No, nothing," said Ford, stuffing the peanuts into his pockets.Someone in the hushed bar suddenly laughed raucously at how stupid everyone had become.

No , nothing

What did Ford say in less than two minutes?

He didn't know what it meant, but he looked at Ford Prefect with a new sense of respect, almost awe."Are you serious, sir?" he said in a small whisper which had the effect of silencing the pub."You think the world's going to end?""Yes," said Ford."But, this afternoon?"Ford had recovered himself.He was at his flippest."Yes," he said gaily, "in less than two minutes I would estimate."The barman couldn't believe the conversation he was having, but he couldn't believe the sensation he had just had either."Isn't there anything we can do about it then?" he said."No, nothing," said Ford, stuffing the peanuts into his pockets.Someone in the hushed bar suddenly laughed raucously at how stupid everyone had become.

Yes , " he said gaily , " in less than two minutes i would estimate

What did Ford say about the peanuts?

He didn't know what it meant, but he looked at Ford Prefect with a new sense of respect, almost awe."Are you serious, sir?" he said in a small whisper which had the effect of silencing the pub."You think the world's going to end?""Yes," said Ford."But, this afternoon?"Ford had recovered himself.He was at his flippest."Yes," he said gaily, "in less than two minutes I would estimate."The barman couldn't believe the conversation he was having, but he couldn't believe the sensation he had just had either."Isn't there anything we can do about it then?" he said."No, nothing," said Ford, stuffing the peanuts into his pockets.Someone in the hushed bar suddenly laughed raucously at how stupid everyone had become.

Stuffing the peanuts into his pockets

What did Ford say if the world was going to end?

His eyes waved their way up to Ford."I thought," he said, "that if the world was going to end we were meant to lie down or put a paper bag over our head or something.""If you like, yes," said Ford."That's what they told us in the army," said the man, and his eyes began the long trek back down to his whisky."Will that help?" asked the barman."No," said Ford and gave him a friendly smile."Excuse me," he said, "I've got to go." With a wave, he left.The pub was silent for a moment longer, and then, embarrassingly enough, the man with the raucous laugh did it again.The girl he had dragged along to the pub with him had grown to loathe him dearly over the last hour or so, and it would probably have been a great satisfaction to her to know that in a minute and a half or so he would suddenly evaporate into a whiff of hydrogen, ozone and carbon monoxide.

We were meant to lie down or put a paper bag over our head

What did Ford say to the barman?

His eyes waved their way up to Ford."I thought," he said, "that if the world was going to end we were meant to lie down or put a paper bag over our head or something.""If you like, yes," said Ford."That's what they told us in the army," said the man, and his eyes began the long trek back down to his whisky."Will that help?" asked the barman."No," said Ford and gave him a friendly smile."Excuse me," he said, "I've got to go." With a wave, he left.The pub was silent for a moment longer, and then, embarrassingly enough, the man with the raucous laugh did it again.The girl he had dragged along to the pub with him had grown to loathe him dearly over the last hour or so, and it would probably have been a great satisfaction to her to know that in a minute and a half or so he would suddenly evaporate into a whiff of hydrogen, ozone and carbon monoxide.

No , " said ford and gave him a friendly smile

When did Ford leave the pub?

His eyes waved their way up to Ford."I thought," he said, "that if the world was going to end we were meant to lie down or put a paper bag over our head or something.""If you like, yes," said Ford."That's what they told us in the army," said the man, and his eyes began the long trek back down to his whisky."Will that help?" asked the barman."No," said Ford and gave him a friendly smile."Excuse me," he said, "I've got to go." With a wave, he left.The pub was silent for a moment longer, and then, embarrassingly enough, the man with the raucous laugh did it again.The girl he had dragged along to the pub with him had grown to loathe him dearly over the last hour or so, and it would probably have been a great satisfaction to her to know that in a minute and a half or so he would suddenly evaporate into a whiff of hydrogen, ozone and carbon monoxide.

He left .

What was the name of the pub where Ford left?

His eyes waved their way up to Ford."I thought," he said, "that if the world was going to end we were meant to lie down or put a paper bag over our head or something.""If you like, yes," said Ford."That's what they told us in the army," said the man, and his eyes began the long trek back down to his whisky."Will that help?" asked the barman."No," said Ford and gave him a friendly smile."Excuse me," he said, "I've got to go." With a wave, he left.The pub was silent for a moment longer, and then, embarrassingly enough, the man with the raucous laugh did it again.The girl he had dragged along to the pub with him had grown to loathe him dearly over the last hour or so, and it would probably have been a great satisfaction to her to know that in a minute and a half or so he would suddenly evaporate into a whiff of hydrogen, ozone and carbon monoxide.

With a wave , he left .

Arthur had nearly reached what house?

The barman cleared his throat.He heard himself say:"Last orders, please." The huge yellow machines began to sink downward and to move faster.Ford knew they were there.This wasn't the way he had wanted it.Running up the lane, Arthur had nearly reached his house.He didn't notice how cold it had suddenly become, he didn't notice the wind, he didn't notice the sudden irrational squall of rain.He didn't notice anything but the caterpillar bulldozers crawling over the rubble that had been his home."You barbarians!" he yelled."I'll sue the council for every penny it's got! I'll have you hung, drawn and quartered! And whipped! And boiled.

His house

What was Ford running after him very fast?

.until...until...until you've had enough."Ford was running after him very fast.Very very fast.

Until you ' ve had enough

What did Arthur not notice about the men running from the bulldozers?

"And when I've finished I will take all the little bits, and I will jump on them!"Arthur didn't notice that the men were running from the bulldozers; he didn't notice that Mr Prosser was staring hectically into the sky.What Mr Prosser had noticed was that huge yellow somethings were screaming through the clouds.Impossibly huge yellow somethings."And I will carry on jumping on them," yelled Arthur, still running, "until I get blisters, or I can think of anything even more unpleasant to do, and then..."Arthur tripped, and fell headlong, rolled and landed flat on his back.At last he noticed that something was going on.His finger shot upwards."What the hell's that?" he shrieked.

Mr prosser was staring hectically into the sky

What did Prosser notice was screaming through the clouds?

"And when I've finished I will take all the little bits, and I will jump on them!"Arthur didn't notice that the men were running from the bulldozers; he didn't notice that Mr Prosser was staring hectically into the sky.What Mr Prosser had noticed was that huge yellow somethings were screaming through the clouds.Impossibly huge yellow somethings."And I will carry on jumping on them," yelled Arthur, still running, "until I get blisters, or I can think of anything even more unpleasant to do, and then..."Arthur tripped, and fell headlong, rolled and landed flat on his back.At last he noticed that something was going on.His finger shot upwards."What the hell's that?" he shrieked.

Huge yellow somethings

Arthur tripped, fell headlong, rolled and what else?

"And when I've finished I will take all the little bits, and I will jump on them!"Arthur didn't notice that the men were running from the bulldozers; he didn't notice that Mr Prosser was staring hectically into the sky.What Mr Prosser had noticed was that huge yellow somethings were screaming through the clouds.Impossibly huge yellow somethings."And I will carry on jumping on them," yelled Arthur, still running, "until I get blisters, or I can think of anything even more unpleasant to do, and then..."Arthur tripped, and fell headlong, rolled and landed flat on his back.At last he noticed that something was going on.His finger shot upwards."What the hell's that?" he shrieked.

Landed flat on his back

What did Arthur do when he fell headlong?

"And when I've finished I will take all the little bits, and I will jump on them!"Arthur didn't notice that the men were running from the bulldozers; he didn't notice that Mr Prosser was staring hectically into the sky.What Mr Prosser had noticed was that huge yellow somethings were screaming through the clouds.Impossibly huge yellow somethings."And I will carry on jumping on them," yelled Arthur, still running, "until I get blisters, or I can think of anything even more unpleasant to do, and then..."Arthur tripped, and fell headlong, rolled and landed flat on his back.At last he noticed that something was going on.His finger shot upwards."What the hell's that?" he shrieked.

Rolled and landed flat on his back

What happened to Arthur's finger after he tripped?

"And when I've finished I will take all the little bits, and I will jump on them!"Arthur didn't notice that the men were running from the bulldozers; he didn't notice that Mr Prosser was staring hectically into the sky.What Mr Prosser had noticed was that huge yellow somethings were screaming through the clouds.Impossibly huge yellow somethings."And I will carry on jumping on them," yelled Arthur, still running, "until I get blisters, or I can think of anything even more unpleasant to do, and then..."Arthur tripped, and fell headlong, rolled and landed flat on his back.At last he noticed that something was going on.His finger shot upwards."What the hell's that?" he shrieked.

His finger shot upwards

When did Sub Etha Sens O Matic start winking beside his pillar?

Another one followed and did the same thing only louder.It's difficult to say exactly what the people on the surface of the planet were doing now, because they didn't really know what they were doing themselves.None of it made a lot of sense running into houses, running out of houses, howling noiselessly at the noise.All around the world city streets exploded with people, cars slewed into each other as the noise fell on them and then rolled off like a tidal wave over hills and valleys, deserts and oceans, seeming to flatten everything it hit.Only one man stood and watched the sky, stood with terrible sadness in his eyes and rubber bungs in his ears.He knew exactly what was happening and had known ever since his Sub Etha Sens O Matic had started winking in the dead of night beside his pillar and woken him with a start.It was what he had waited for all these years, but when he had deciphered the signal pattern sitting alone in his small dark room a coldness had gripped him and squeezed his heart.Of all the races in all of the Galaxy who could have come and said a big hello to planet Earth, he thought, didn't it just have to be the Vogons.Still he knew what he had to do.As the Vogon craft screamed through the air high above him he opened his satchel.

Dead of night

Who could have come and said a big hello to planet Earth?

Another one followed and did the same thing only louder.It's difficult to say exactly what the people on the surface of the planet were doing now, because they didn't really know what they were doing themselves.None of it made a lot of sense running into houses, running out of houses, howling noiselessly at the noise.All around the world city streets exploded with people, cars slewed into each other as the noise fell on them and then rolled off like a tidal wave over hills and valleys, deserts and oceans, seeming to flatten everything it hit.Only one man stood and watched the sky, stood with terrible sadness in his eyes and rubber bungs in his ears.He knew exactly what was happening and had known ever since his Sub Etha Sens O Matic had started winking in the dead of night beside his pillar and woken him with a start.It was what he had waited for all these years, but when he had deciphered the signal pattern sitting alone in his small dark room a coldness had gripped him and squeezed his heart.Of all the races in all of the Galaxy who could have come and said a big hello to planet Earth, he thought, didn't it just have to be the Vogons.Still he knew what he had to do.As the Vogon craft screamed through the air high above him he opened his satchel.

The vogons

What did the Vogon craft do?

Another one followed and did the same thing only louder.It's difficult to say exactly what the people on the surface of the planet were doing now, because they didn't really know what they were doing themselves.None of it made a lot of sense running into houses, running out of houses, howling noiselessly at the noise.All around the world city streets exploded with people, cars slewed into each other as the noise fell on them and then rolled off like a tidal wave over hills and valleys, deserts and oceans, seeming to flatten everything it hit.Only one man stood and watched the sky, stood with terrible sadness in his eyes and rubber bungs in his ears.He knew exactly what was happening and had known ever since his Sub Etha Sens O Matic had started winking in the dead of night beside his pillar and woken him with a start.It was what he had waited for all these years, but when he had deciphered the signal pattern sitting alone in his small dark room a coldness had gripped him and squeezed his heart.Of all the races in all of the Galaxy who could have come and said a big hello to planet Earth, he thought, didn't it just have to be the Vogons.Still he knew what he had to do.As the Vogon craft screamed through the air high above him he opened his satchel.

Screamed through the air high above him

Before the Earth passed away, what was going to be treated to?

Every hi fi set in the world, every radio, every television, every cassette recorder, every woofer, every tweeter, every mid range driver in the world quietly turned itself on.Every tin can, every dust bin, every window, every car, every wine glass, every sheet of rusty metal became activated as an acoustically perfect sounding board.Before the Earth passed away it was going to be treated to the very ultimate in sound reproduction, the greatest public address system ever built.But there was no concert, no music, no fanfare, just a simple message."People of Earth, your attention please," a voice said, and it was wonderful.Wonderful perfect quadrophonic sound with distortion levels so low as to make a brave man weep."This is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council," the voice continued."As you will no doubt be aware, the plans for development of the outlying regions of the Galaxy require the building of a hyperspatial express route through your star system, and regrettably your planet is one of those scheduled for demolition.The process will take slightly less that two of your Earth minutes.Thank you.

The very ultimate in sound reproduction , the greatest public address system ever built

What was the name of the voice that said "People of Earth, your attention please"?

Every hi fi set in the world, every radio, every television, every cassette recorder, every woofer, every tweeter, every mid range driver in the world quietly turned itself on.Every tin can, every dust bin, every window, every car, every wine glass, every sheet of rusty metal became activated as an acoustically perfect sounding board.Before the Earth passed away it was going to be treated to the very ultimate in sound reproduction, the greatest public address system ever built.But there was no concert, no music, no fanfare, just a simple message."People of Earth, your attention please," a voice said, and it was wonderful.Wonderful perfect quadrophonic sound with distortion levels so low as to make a brave man weep."This is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council," the voice continued."As you will no doubt be aware, the plans for development of the outlying regions of the Galaxy require the building of a hyperspatial express route through your star system, and regrettably your planet is one of those scheduled for demolition.The process will take slightly less that two of your Earth minutes.Thank you.

Prostetnic vogon jeltz

Who is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of?

Every hi fi set in the world, every radio, every television, every cassette recorder, every woofer, every tweeter, every mid range driver in the world quietly turned itself on.Every tin can, every dust bin, every window, every car, every wine glass, every sheet of rusty metal became activated as an acoustically perfect sounding board.Before the Earth passed away it was going to be treated to the very ultimate in sound reproduction, the greatest public address system ever built.But there was no concert, no music, no fanfare, just a simple message."People of Earth, your attention please," a voice said, and it was wonderful.Wonderful perfect quadrophonic sound with distortion levels so low as to make a brave man weep."This is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council," the voice continued."As you will no doubt be aware, the plans for development of the outlying regions of the Galaxy require the building of a hyperspatial express route through your star system, and regrettably your planet is one of those scheduled for demolition.The process will take slightly less that two of your Earth minutes.Thank you.

Galactic hyperspace planning council

Jeltz is a member of what organization?

Every hi fi set in the world, every radio, every television, every cassette recorder, every woofer, every tweeter, every mid range driver in the world quietly turned itself on.Every tin can, every dust bin, every window, every car, every wine glass, every sheet of rusty metal became activated as an acoustically perfect sounding board.Before the Earth passed away it was going to be treated to the very ultimate in sound reproduction, the greatest public address system ever built.But there was no concert, no music, no fanfare, just a simple message."People of Earth, your attention please," a voice said, and it was wonderful.Wonderful perfect quadrophonic sound with distortion levels so low as to make a brave man weep."This is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council," the voice continued."As you will no doubt be aware, the plans for development of the outlying regions of the Galaxy require the building of a hyperspatial express route through your star system, and regrettably your planet is one of those scheduled for demolition.The process will take slightly less that two of your Earth minutes.Thank you.

Galactic hyperspace planning council

What does the plan for development of the outlying regions of the Galaxy require?

Every hi fi set in the world, every radio, every television, every cassette recorder, every woofer, every tweeter, every mid range driver in the world quietly turned itself on.Every tin can, every dust bin, every window, every car, every wine glass, every sheet of rusty metal became activated as an acoustically perfect sounding board.Before the Earth passed away it was going to be treated to the very ultimate in sound reproduction, the greatest public address system ever built.But there was no concert, no music, no fanfare, just a simple message."People of Earth, your attention please," a voice said, and it was wonderful.Wonderful perfect quadrophonic sound with distortion levels so low as to make a brave man weep."This is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council," the voice continued."As you will no doubt be aware, the plans for development of the outlying regions of the Galaxy require the building of a hyperspatial express route through your star system, and regrettably your planet is one of those scheduled for demolition.The process will take slightly less that two of your Earth minutes.Thank you.

The building of a hyperspatial express route through your star system

What settled on the watching people of Earth?

Uncomprehending terror settled on the watching people of Earth.The terror moved slowly through the gathered crowds as if they were iron fillings on a sheet of board and a magnet was moving beneath them.Panic sprouted again, desperate fleeing panic, but there was nowhere to flee to.Observing this, the Vogons turned on their PA again.It said:"There's no point in acting all surprised about it.All the planning charts and demolition orders have been on display in your local planning department on Alpha Centauri for fifty of your Earth years, so you've had plenty of time to lodge any formal complaint and it's far too late to start making a fuss about it now."The PA fell silent again and its echo drifted off across the land.The huge ships turned slowly in the sky with easy power.On the underside of each a hatchway opened, an empty black space.By this time somebody somewhere must have manned a radio transmitter, located a wavelength and broadcasted a message back to the Vogon ships, to plead on behalf of the planet.

Uncomprehending terror

What did the Vogons turn on again?

Uncomprehending terror settled on the watching people of Earth.The terror moved slowly through the gathered crowds as if they were iron fillings on a sheet of board and a magnet was moving beneath them.Panic sprouted again, desperate fleeing panic, but there was nowhere to flee to.Observing this, the Vogons turned on their PA again.It said:"There's no point in acting all surprised about it.All the planning charts and demolition orders have been on display in your local planning department on Alpha Centauri for fifty of your Earth years, so you've had plenty of time to lodge any formal complaint and it's far too late to start making a fuss about it now."The PA fell silent again and its echo drifted off across the land.The huge ships turned slowly in the sky with easy power.On the underside of each a hatchway opened, an empty black space.By this time somebody somewhere must have manned a radio transmitter, located a wavelength and broadcasted a message back to the Vogon ships, to plead on behalf of the planet.

Their pa

How long have planning charts and demolition orders been on display on Alpha Centauri?

Uncomprehending terror settled on the watching people of Earth.The terror moved slowly through the gathered crowds as if they were iron fillings on a sheet of board and a magnet was moving beneath them.Panic sprouted again, desperate fleeing panic, but there was nowhere to flee to.Observing this, the Vogons turned on their PA again.It said:"There's no point in acting all surprised about it.All the planning charts and demolition orders have been on display in your local planning department on Alpha Centauri for fifty of your Earth years, so you've had plenty of time to lodge any formal complaint and it's far too late to start making a fuss about it now."The PA fell silent again and its echo drifted off across the land.The huge ships turned slowly in the sky with easy power.On the underside of each a hatchway opened, an empty black space.By this time somebody somewhere must have manned a radio transmitter, located a wavelength and broadcasted a message back to the Vogon ships, to plead on behalf of the planet.

Fifty of your earth years

How many Earth years did Centauri have?

Uncomprehending terror settled on the watching people of Earth.The terror moved slowly through the gathered crowds as if they were iron fillings on a sheet of board and a magnet was moving beneath them.Panic sprouted again, desperate fleeing panic, but there was nowhere to flee to.Observing this, the Vogons turned on their PA again.It said:"There's no point in acting all surprised about it.All the planning charts and demolition orders have been on display in your local planning department on Alpha Centauri for fifty of your Earth years, so you've had plenty of time to lodge any formal complaint and it's far too late to start making a fuss about it now."The PA fell silent again and its echo drifted off across the land.The huge ships turned slowly in the sky with easy power.On the underside of each a hatchway opened, an empty black space.By this time somebody somewhere must have manned a radio transmitter, located a wavelength and broadcasted a message back to the Vogon ships, to plead on behalf of the planet.

Fifty

What did the PA fall silent again and its echo drifted across the land?

Uncomprehending terror settled on the watching people of Earth.The terror moved slowly through the gathered crowds as if they were iron fillings on a sheet of board and a magnet was moving beneath them.Panic sprouted again, desperate fleeing panic, but there was nowhere to flee to.Observing this, the Vogons turned on their PA again.It said:"There's no point in acting all surprised about it.All the planning charts and demolition orders have been on display in your local planning department on Alpha Centauri for fifty of your Earth years, so you've had plenty of time to lodge any formal complaint and it's far too late to start making a fuss about it now."The PA fell silent again and its echo drifted off across the land.The huge ships turned slowly in the sky with easy power.On the underside of each a hatchway opened, an empty black space.By this time somebody somewhere must have manned a radio transmitter, located a wavelength and broadcasted a message back to the Vogon ships, to plead on behalf of the planet.

Planning charts and demolition orders

What did the Vogon ships turn slowly in the sky with?

Uncomprehending terror settled on the watching people of Earth.The terror moved slowly through the gathered crowds as if they were iron fillings on a sheet of board and a magnet was moving beneath them.Panic sprouted again, desperate fleeing panic, but there was nowhere to flee to.Observing this, the Vogons turned on their PA again.It said:"There's no point in acting all surprised about it.All the planning charts and demolition orders have been on display in your local planning department on Alpha Centauri for fifty of your Earth years, so you've had plenty of time to lodge any formal complaint and it's far too late to start making a fuss about it now."The PA fell silent again and its echo drifted off across the land.The huge ships turned slowly in the sky with easy power.On the underside of each a hatchway opened, an empty black space.By this time somebody somewhere must have manned a radio transmitter, located a wavelength and broadcasted a message back to the Vogon ships, to plead on behalf of the planet.

Easy power

How far away is Alpha Centauri?

The PA slammed back into life again.The voice was annoyed.It said:"What do you mean you've never been to Alpha Centauri? For heaven's sake mankind, it's only four light years away you know.I'm sorry, but if you can't be bothered to take an interest in local affairs that's your own lookout."Energize the demolition beams."Light poured out into the hatchways."I don't know," said the voice on the PA, "apathetic bloody planet, I've no sympathy at all." It cut off.There was a terrible ghastly silence.There was a terrible ghastly noise.

Four light years

What did the PA say to the PA?

The PA slammed back into life again.The voice was annoyed.It said:"What do you mean you've never been to Alpha Centauri? For heaven's sake mankind, it's only four light years away you know.I'm sorry, but if you can't be bothered to take an interest in local affairs that's your own lookout."Energize the demolition beams."Light poured out into the hatchways."I don't know," said the voice on the PA, "apathetic bloody planet, I've no sympathy at all." It cut off.There was a terrible ghastly silence.There was a terrible ghastly noise.

The voice was annoyed . it said : " what do you mean you ' ve never been to alpha centauri ? for heaven ' s sake mankind , it ' s only four light years away you know . i ' m sorry , but if you can ' t be bothered to take an interest in local affairs that ' s your own lookout . " energize the demolition beams . "

What did the voice on the PA say?

The PA slammed back into life again.The voice was annoyed.It said:"What do you mean you've never been to Alpha Centauri? For heaven's sake mankind, it's only four light years away you know.I'm sorry, but if you can't be bothered to take an interest in local affairs that's your own lookout."Energize the demolition beams."Light poured out into the hatchways."I don't know," said the voice on the PA, "apathetic bloody planet, I've no sympathy at all." It cut off.There was a terrible ghastly silence.There was a terrible ghastly noise.

" i don ' t know , " said the voice on the pa , " apathetic bloody planet , i ' ve no sympathy at all . "

Who was the President of the Imperial Galactic Government?

The Vogon Constructor fleet coasted away into the inky starry void.Far away on the opposite spiral arm of the Galaxy, five hundred thousand light years from the star Sol, Zaphod Beeblebrox, President of the Imperial Galactic Government, sped across the seas of Damogran, his ion drive delta boat winking and flashing in the Damogran sun.Damogran the hot; Damogran the remote; Damogran the almost totally unheard of.Damogran, secret home of the Heart of Gold.The boat sped on across the water.It would be some time before it reached its destination because Damogran is such an inconveniently arranged planet.It consists of nothing but middling to large desert islands separated by very pretty but annoyingly wide stretches of ocean.The boat sped on.Because of this topological awkwardness Damogran has always remained a deserted planet.This is why the Imperial Galactic Government chose Damogran for the Heart of Gold project, because it was so deserted and the Heart of Gold was so secret.

Zaphod beeblebrox

Where did the Vogon Constructor fleet coast away?

The Vogon Constructor fleet coasted away into the inky starry void.Far away on the opposite spiral arm of the Galaxy, five hundred thousand light years from the star Sol, Zaphod Beeblebrox, President of the Imperial Galactic Government, sped across the seas of Damogran, his ion drive delta boat winking and flashing in the Damogran sun.Damogran the hot; Damogran the remote; Damogran the almost totally unheard of.Damogran, secret home of the Heart of Gold.The boat sped on across the water.It would be some time before it reached its destination because Damogran is such an inconveniently arranged planet.It consists of nothing but middling to large desert islands separated by very pretty but annoyingly wide stretches of ocean.The boat sped on.Because of this topological awkwardness Damogran has always remained a deserted planet.This is why the Imperial Galactic Government chose Damogran for the Heart of Gold project, because it was so deserted and the Heart of Gold was so secret.

The inky starry void

How far away was Zaphod Beeblebrox from the star Sol?

The Vogon Constructor fleet coasted away into the inky starry void.Far away on the opposite spiral arm of the Galaxy, five hundred thousand light years from the star Sol, Zaphod Beeblebrox, President of the Imperial Galactic Government, sped across the seas of Damogran, his ion drive delta boat winking and flashing in the Damogran sun.Damogran the hot; Damogran the remote; Damogran the almost totally unheard of.Damogran, secret home of the Heart of Gold.The boat sped on across the water.It would be some time before it reached its destination because Damogran is such an inconveniently arranged planet.It consists of nothing but middling to large desert islands separated by very pretty but annoyingly wide stretches of ocean.The boat sped on.Because of this topological awkwardness Damogran has always remained a deserted planet.This is why the Imperial Galactic Government chose Damogran for the Heart of Gold project, because it was so deserted and the Heart of Gold was so secret.

Five hundred thousand light years