The SECOND 46th birthday praty de Mjowrse

MES AMIS!!! Muirrhowse he is having a SECOND brithday praty, right here in his apratment in Rhôme! HE this mroning was going to go out and the milk buyinate, when he the doorbell of his apartment he heard in ring! Well, mes amis, this was quite a surprise! Muirowse, he knew not who it could be!!

When he the doorr openinated he found it was many of his friends to who he his birthdya praty in Sidnoy had invitinated to. There was M. Sarkozy, M. Berlusconi, M. Brown, M. Obama, Mme. Merkel and M. Rudd. Aparantly they most sad were they could not to the birhtday praty of Murwhose come, aparantly there was some trivial political meeting called "Gee Twenty" to which they all to go to had to!

Miuirowse, though, he did not have the food to give them. But even this, it not a problem was!! They had food from teh Gee Twenty banquets stolinated, and wiht them brought!! Mon ami Gordon had shoved some bottles of wine up his trowsers and in his jacket, mon ami Angela had stolen the pizza, mon ami Barack had tacken teh pate de fois gras, mon ami Kev had stolen teh pretzels, and Silvio had got confused and stolen some paperclips and A4 paper (aparently this is what he steals when he any job gets!!). This, it a good start for teh party was! SO, Angela went out to buy some champagne, and Silvio went to order some meals from a good little restorrant that Mhjørose in the area knows. When they they back got, we quite a party had!!! Even teh pizza, it most wonderful was!!!

AND it, it even better got! They ALL presents most magnifique for Muirrhowes had got! IT was magnifique, mon ami, magnifique! Mon ami Gordon had Mjurwose a new beret bought (red coloured!), Mon ami Angela a vase most beautiful, mon ami Barack a Hawaiaiaiaian statue, mon ami Kev had brought a new tie for Mjuowrose, and mon ami Silvio a newspaper corporation (Mjuowrise, he now owns a newspaper!) which apparently he no longer needed. These gifts, they most thoughtful were. Marose, he particularly the new beret liked.

Ah, the food it was most magnifique. And the conversation intellectual, it was most stimulating! Muhrwose, he told mon ami Silvio exactly how he should his TV stations run, and mon ami Silvio, he notes taking was! He discussed cricket with mon ami Kev Rudd, which most confusing was until he realised that he, Mirrowse, was about the INSECT talking, whilst mon ami Kev was about the SPORT talking! When that, we both realised, it most funny was. Mårjose, he had not even reealised that there was a SPORT called cricket, and Mon Ami Kev did not know of this INSECT called cricket!!

This second brithday praty most magnifique, it could all night go on. It such a splended surprise for Mjrjse is!. But Mjrorîse, he felt he must inform his raeders most loyal of the splended events that were happeninating! All his bon amis, Mjurowse has invited to stay in his apratment for the night. HIS FIRST GUESTS, mes amis!! He wonders what for brakefast mon ami Sarkozy will want!?!?!

Don't go near the castle, mes amis!!!!!!

Aargh. Murhyse, he WERY much awake now. He out of the castle got WERY quickly. Don't ask, please, mes amis. There were teeth, just as he was to sleep getting. Sharp teeth. For some raison the kind gentleman in the cape wanted Muirhyses neck to bight. Lucky Marise distracted him by hitting him on the head repeatadly with Murrhyse his electric toothbrush. Then Muarowse a quick getaway was able to make.

Well, he in Poland now happy is to be. He has been much glad his car it can drive so fast!!!!

Readers Questions

From: Chameleon [chameleon@snigger.com.mg]
To: Ratatoskr
Subject: iPhones

So you did end up going to Australia to "acquire" an iPhone for Maurice eh?

Snigger.

~Chameleon

Nope, Ratatoskr didn't. Said it wasn't gonna happen, it didn't can't and won't. End of story. Had a very important package to deliver for the All Father. One that the Hooded One, Grimnir, just couldnt trust anyone else with. Can't say any more. Nope, not even for acorns. He ain't called the Terrible One for nothing.

Still, Ratatoskr did preorder a 3G iPhone. But it's for himself, not Maurice. Just wait till Maurice finds out, eh? Oh boy, oh boy will that be fun. Stand back and watch the fireworks.

Yours squirrelishly,

Ratatoskr.

Err...

Moaurise, he cannot figure out how to control teh escape pod. He wants to figure out how to it make land near PAris, but alas he cannot this figure out. He must, as he does not want forever to in orbit stay. Must be one of these butttons that the pod makes it land.

Maybe Mariose will ask this passing astronaut. He might know.

Tiresome arguments

Mawrise, he hates arguments mes amis. Aruging with lesser minds than the geynius that is Merrose (and lets face it mes amis, since Moariçe is such a great geynius, all other minds are lesser minds than Moruisße) tears the attention of Moruse away from his great work most essential, and drags him down to the petty level of these other peopel most miserabel. He likes it not mes amis!

This mroning, Moruses he awoke early and went out to with Zafod speak. M. Zaphod he was on the telephone speaking on the telepone. M. Zaphod, when he had finished speaking he said that he with some one named Trillian had speaking been. "Yeah," he said "I kinda agreed to pick her up from the shops, y'know? Yeah, it's just nearby the horsehead nebula, won't take long. Wanna come along Moses?"

Merose he most indignant was. He does not to the Horsehed nebula want to go. He to Paris wants to go back right now! But M. Zaphod, he most insistent was most insistent! There an argument most immense was! But, mes amis, Moiruse most inteligant is. And he can out of any problem hsi way think. So Moirace he preteneded to agree with Zafphod and got M. Zaphlod to think agreed. He even helped Zaphod rewire the control pannel and put the peices back togehther where Meoirise had kind of wiht a chair smashed them whilst with Zafod he was arguing.

But then, mes amis, he went back out to the back of the ship, and snuck into the escape pod of the ship. He the escape pod luanched, and disappeared off. Moiruse he know must figure out how to the escape pod work so that he can get to Paris back. He currently in orbit of earth is. Just need to figure out how to use the camera on this iPhone mes amis, Meoruse could some beauttiful pictures now take!

Rescued, mes amis, Rescued!

As predicted in these pages earlier in le week, it has happened mes amis Merose he has been resuced! Too brilliant to hide his light under a bush being trapped in a remote corner of the globe, the Genyius that is Merose got himself rescued at long last.

Gentle reader, it happened somewhat like this:

Merrhuse, he was having an animated discussion about Proust with a reindeer. When suddenly, there was a bright light in the sky, and everything around all around wery bright was. When finally Mawrise he could see again, Mawro∫e he saw it was a perfectly white, spherical space ship. Mawrhyse, he was much amazed. Eventually. a man with two heads out of the space ship came. Merose, he was even more amazaed. "Hi," this man he said, "I'm Zaphod. Heard you needed rescuing, yeah?" Merrise he agreed that this indeed was the case, as indeed it the case was.

Zaphod, he explained to Marose explanainitorially that the ship, she is call Le Coeur d'Or, and the ship she most beautiful is. ALmost as boutiful as Mawriuse himself! Almost, mes amis, but not quite.

Eh bien, it is good that Meroise he is finally rescued. Tomorrow, MEroise he will ask Zaphod to take Mawrise to Parise. Mareise thought he must let his readers most devoted know the wonderful news most wonderful. It is lucky theire is wireless internat on the Heart of Gold mes amis, not even Moriße's satttalite telephones can here a signal get!

MAWRUSE, blogging LIVE from THE HEART OF GOLD, which it is currently IN ORBIT of PLANET EARTH, in SPACE mes amis!

A Drawing, by MAERRIYSE

Merrhise, he tihnks it most odd is that he strated writing his new novel after his visitors most weird arrived. It is almost like Mawruse, he was by them inspired. This, it is a notion most rediculous and Meruse he rejects it most sternly!

In any case mes amis, Merrhise he thought you might like this drawing he did of one of his wisitors:



-- MERRHUYSE, NORWAY!

Mawryse in deistress

Mes amis, Merrhuse is not having a good time. Alas, he is still in Norway with no hope of resuce marrooned with no hope of rescue.

But, mes amis, Merhuse he does not give up hope. No mes amis he keeps right on with his Great Wrok. MErrosse has on his next novel been working. Without the distractions of home to distract him, he has been making good progerss mes amis. He has already wrtittne 500 pages of pure gold, the best material he has ever written! Once again, a great geynius has suprassed himself!

Though MEariyssse is all alone by himself, he has had vistors, fear ye not mes amis! A few days ago, two men came up to where Mearise he was camped. One was thickset, muscular and very strong. he, he had red hair and red beard. He had a Hammer on his belt, and it did not look nice. Merise, he was intimitated, but he showed it not. The other man, he was even more worrying.He wore a broad brimmed hat, and a coat blue and a walking staff. He had long white hair, mes amis, and only wone eye. There were two ravens that seemed to belong to him. Merrhyse could not this understand.

Merrhyisle, he talked with thim about many things, including the high cost of stationary. At this point, the younger man he looked much agitated and said to the older man "all father, we have to go now". Then they left. Mmwerrhyese, he caleld after them "Hang on! I just remembered, mes amis, Mwerrhyhjse he is stranded and cannot get away! Can you help him escape?" But alas, the two wisitors most mysterious, they heard him not.

Oh well. Merrhyse, eh does not know who his vistors most estemed were. But he does know that he will be rescued, mes amis! It will happen!