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Howl, gargle.

Howl, gargle.


Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster!
Arcturan Megadonkey!
Bambleweeny 57 Sub-Meson Brain!
Infinite Improbability Drive!
The Great Hyperlobic Omni-Cognate Neutron Wrangler!
... and good ol’ towels!

“On no account allow a Vogon to read poetry at you.” What an amusement statement. Poetry can kill! I certainly would not want to hear the “Ode To A Small Lump of Green Putty I Found In My Armpit One Midsummer Morning.”

It has been quite an enjoyable read so far. Things seem to get madly exciting as I flip the pages, and it becomes increasingly difficult to pause and put down the book even for a brief second.

I hope they do the movie justice. Well, don’t panic. Yet.

Dang, it sure feels good to be able to get back to reading. And a good book at that, too. Thank Douglas Adams for the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.

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