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or rather his 'aloft' head cried.

 

"You've moved your feet, you fool. Now I won't land on your neck. I'll land on someone else's neck."

 

And this was very prophetic because the head did land on someone else's neck.

 

Gusto's head attached itself to the body of....

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Zaphod. And this was the story of how Zaphod got his second head, and now...

 

"Hey wait!" Someone says

 

What?

 

"You haven't told me how he got his first head!"

 

Oh, sorry, I thought that was rather obvius. But I can tell you that story too (to?) if you want to (too?)?

 

"Yea, right now, before I'm getting tired of all this nonsense"

 

Yea, sure...

 

"Now!"

 

Ok, ok!

Back in the theather, Zaphod, who still had not got his first head, was rather surprised by the fact the he now had a second one!

 

"Oh man! This is cool!" He said, and...

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....... stuck a haddock in his ear and popped off for lunch at the Restaurant at the End of the Universe. High above, on the edge of a cliff, stood the sombre figure of an electronic monk that believes things for you. Realising that all this was verging dangerously on plagiarism, he................
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quit being a monk and got a job at the Restaurant at the End of the Universe. There he met zaphod, who had his second head, but still had to get his first.

 

"Where is my first head, why is this my second??!" Zaphod said angry. "If nobody tells me I will chop it off!

"Go aHEAD" said the electronic monk, who had a head.

 

Zaphod chopped of his head with a spoon.

 

The monk, pitying him, chopped off his own head with a banana and gave it to him.

 

"Here" he wrote down on a paper. "This is your first head!"

 

Zaphod was so happy with it, that he....

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Promtly went shopping. What else should one do with a new head? Is it good at numbers, can it sense a good deal, or is it a dud that pays asking price at a Mexican market? So shopping it was, where ...
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The story goes on with the arthors of NES taking school holiday and having a lot of fun. (While some of the others who have to go to summre shocol to mkae up crddits so they can graaduaate with the rest who got their parents to do their home work for them) Keep an eye out and the other eye peeled for, they will be back same time next year to razzle dazzle you with...What they did on their summer vacation....

 

In the meantime...We now return you to the summer socks war, some head for taking stock in shopping for and dealing with sock sales people in Summer head where new heads seldom can keep their cool while standing in the street market waiting for the stores to open. The villianous sock Dark0ne is gather forces the arch enemy (the good sock whose name has slipped my mind) are rallying their force for yet another battle and since Mall Chick is busy trying to make people believe she isn't suffering from dementia in real time it because the battery on the PDA too low to keep her memories available at this time.

 

Will she end up in a home for the elderly twenty two year olds, who have lost all their computer pocket support or....now back to Zaphod who has somehow fit his new head nicely on his severed shoulders and continues to amaze at...Shopping

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And after that brief, if somewhat uuuuwooop-pang-flibble-burble, word from our sponsors, it's back to the programme.

 

(So shopping it was, where) .............sadly, due to the fact that his new head had previously belonged to an electronic monk designed to believe things for you, Zaphod suddenly found that he believed everything. Yes, everything! Sure, it had an eye for a bargain, a nose for quality and and ear for the market, but his second head lacked that savoir-faire, that je-ne-sais-quoi, and that voulez-vous-coucher-avec-moi-ce-soir of his first head which he didn't have yet.

 

Now highly susceptible to any old sales pitch, gab or jargon that happened to fly his way, he................

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(Quite a lot of seconds later.........) Trotting solemnly off into the sunset aboard his newly-acquired rocking horse, Zaphod adjusted the rim of his recently-purchased Ascot millinery headwear, so as to reduce the glare from the twin suns (and their older brother, Martin.) A wan and poignant hue of ochre tinged the fading sky as Zaphod mulled over the recent events, immersed in a retrospective daydream. Suddenly..............
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.....Zaphod heard some joyous cries and having trouble locating them. He looked outside of his mind and saw a ship on the waters below. People were joyously dancing and hugging without any socks in their yacthing shoes. After stretching his ear so he could hear, outside of his own imagination, what they were all excited about, the words, "man made and Atlantis" echoed off his hat brim. After tuning in his hat brim the vocals sang, "This fabled place may be under our yacth. Someone call the orphanage to have Nun Maybril see if she can raise another four million smack a runies so we can send the Robot probe down in the Mediterrainean sea. Zaphod, realigned his hat so he could return his ear to listening to....
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