A HOPELESS ATTEMPT

The Nutri-Matic Drinks Synthesiser gurgled and produced another plastic cup of liquid.

"Share and enjoy!" it said cheerfully.

Arthur Dent sighed and poured it in the rubbish bin.

"Tea please."

The machine synthesised another one.

Pouring it away again, Arthur decided to give up and go lie down in bed.

Ten minutes later, Ford Prefect came up to the drinks synthesiser and asked for a cup of Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.

"Share and Enjoy!"

"I said Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster, not whatever that is!" Ford said angrily, chucking the plastic cup away.

The machine produced another one.

Ford threw away the tenth cup.

"PAN GALACTIC GARGLE BLASTER!"

The Nutri-Matic Drinks Synthesiser created another one. "If you have enjoyed the experience of this drink, why not share it with your friends?"

Ford dumped the cup in the bin and stomped away to find Zaphod.

The drinks synthesiser uncaringly produced another cup of the disgusting liquid, just out of habit, and plugged in with Eddie, the ship's computer, to figure out exactly how to synthesise a cup of Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.

In bed, Arthur Dent couldn't believe how much he missed tea.