Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Vogon Poetry, a Refresher

Rather than bore you with the dross of my P2sl, how about grabbing a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster and enjoy a little Vogon poetry with me.

Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee.
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
With crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don't!

5 comments:

  1. Very cruel. What did we ever do to you? There are not enough pan-galactic gargle-blaster's in the galaxy to wash that wretched poem out of my head.

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  2. Oh don’t give me none more of that Old Janx Spirit
    No, don’t you give me none more of that Old Janx Spirit
    For my head will fly, my tongue will lie, my eyes will fry and I may die
    Won’t you pour me one more of that sinful Old Janx Spirit

    - Ancient Orion Mining song

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  3. 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 Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

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  4. My intergalactic poetry stopped with that hottie Judy Jetson's hit song:
    Eep
    Opp
    Ork
    Ah ah
    Get in the capsule, baby
    We are blasting off.

    Eep opp ork ah ah (whooooo)
    Eep opp ork ah ah (whooooo)
    Eep epp ork ah ah
    And that means I love you.

    Well now, I took my baby for a ride in space
    (Eep epp ork ah ah)
    And met a funny little man with a funny face
    (Eep epp ork ah ah)
    He taught us both to wail this way
    (Eep epp ork ah ah)
    And nobody digs a word we say
    (Eep epp ork ah ah).

    Eep epp ork ah ah (whooooo)
    Eep epp ork ah ah (whooooo)
    Eep epp ork ah ah
    And that means I love you.

    Yeah I read my baby loud and clear
    (Eep epp ork ah ah)
    She just said I love you dear.
    (Eep epp ork ah ah)
    Now when I reply the way I do
    (Eep epp ork ah ah)
    I just said I love you too
    Come fly with me!
    Up high with me!
    Come on fly with me
    And now Eep epp ork means I dig you.

    you heard the word that crazy word
    That word you heard Eep epp ork ah ah means I love you.

    Hop on baby, I'll put you in orbit.

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  5. Wow...there's conclusive proof of Vogons in the universe. And since Eep Opp Ork Ah ah is now stuck in my head, how I wish I could be flushed out of their airlock into the inky star-filled space!

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