A/N: I know it's been done a thousand million times before, but here goes…
This is the second chapter, as I have decided to continue it.
The Hitchhiker's Guide To Random Stuff
Entry Id No: 3 ( The third most important thing in the guide)
Alcohol.
It is known by almost every planet that 'teasers' don't 'buzz' that the best drink in the universe is , of course, the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster. It's not worth going into it now, as it has two whole chapters to itself. Let me say this about it. It's not for the faint-hearted. The effects of a well-mixed Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster are similar to having your brain smashed out by a lemon wrapped around a gold brick.
It takes most sentient beings a whole year to recuperate from one glassful.
It is also well known that the most popular drink is Jynnan tonix or Gin an toniques. There are many versions that all taste different but are called basically the same thing.
The weakest has been so badly criticised that its name has become a curse word, almost as bad as a word beginning with be and ending with lgium. The strongest has been the cause of the largest bar tabs and the most use of the words 'credit' and ' arghh' in conjunction.
There are many odd drinks in the galaxy, so we shall go over some of the more odd.
The first, the Garlang Maker is very used by people, aliens and small furry ameboids who appear in Playbeing because it makes you (temporarily) very attractive. This is only in Females however. In males it does nothing at all.
Another very odd one is Grittish Mass. This drink is very popular with those on the planet Daborgaman. The Daborgs ( as the call themselves) are all amazingly anorexic. They refuse to eat anything and spend all day drinking this drink. Its effects are these:
It makes the drinker feel full and it nourishes their every need.
That is why it is so popular.
There are many more things to say about alcohol. For more information, check chapters 4, 5, 6, 7, 8,9, 10-20 inclusive, and most of the rest of the book.
Entry Id 673746372: Traffic Cones.
Traffic cones have been voted some of the most despised things in the galaxy. This is because of the galaxy's first president, T. Raffic Cone. He demanded a new invention to control the traffic on roads and in airways. Instead of telling everyone to drive more safely, or more dangerously in the case of the B Ring inhabitants, he took the stupid and despised idea and made small cones that jumped out and yelled at people that they were driving TOO FAST, SO PLEASE STOP NOW AND TAKE A 5000 ALTARIAN DOLLAR FINE before smashing through their windscreens and bombarding them with small mauve cones. The president was assassinated but the traffic cones stayed in place, as it had been a dying wish and in most galactic societies, they must be grudgingly accepted. There is more on Traffic Cones and what machines can prevent you from encountering them in chapter 224352.
Entry Id 978748378695874: EarthMostly Harmless.