for a lilac towel.
Today, 25 April, marks exactly one month until a truly momentous milestone - but an exclusive El Reg analysis* has revealed that as many as 42 organisations are not yet full of froods. Next month, certain bodies – no matter whether they're at the Restaurant at the End of The Universe or Lord's Cricket Ground – should be ready …
for a lilac towel.
Truth, Justice, Freedom, Reasonably Priced Love, and a Hard-Boiled Egg
Thanks for that. I had not yet realised that Towel day and the glorious revolution happened on the same day .
I'm sure dwarf bread will go down a treat after a pangalactic ....
I should be putting my towel down on the sun deck of the ferry to Sardinia that day.
Or 6 pints of beer... that would probably work too... -------------->
"Or 6 pints of beer... "
With two heads on - I assume
Will any towel do? Or are there recommendations?
I believe it needs to be white, of large size, and probably all cotton. Not sure about fire proof though...
The Hoopy Froods towel of choice
"The contents of Ford Prefect's satchel were quite interesting, in fact, and would have made any Earth physicist's eyes pop out of his head, which is why he always concealed them by keeping a couple of ... Beneath that in Ford Prefect's satchel were a few biros, a notepad, and a largish bath towel from Marks and Spencer."
Shame we lost the towel.
What happened to it?
It blew away in the wind. Fell in the river and a stream of lava rolled over it.
Hah, it’ll give the archaeologists something to think about: “prehistoric towel discovered in lava flow. Was God a Marks and Spencers sales assistant?” What are you doing Arthur?
So if I get a towel I'm GDPR compliant? That's excellent news. Are the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation GDPR compliant? I can't really see them getting Marvin to ask for consent, he won't be pleased.
Marvin is never pleased, but he'll do it anyway.
([On autobiography tape]) I didn't ask to be made: no one consulted me or considered my feelings in the matter. I don't think it even occurred to them that I might have feelings. After I was made, I was left in a dark room for six months... and me with this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side. I called for succour in my loneliness, but did anyone come? Did they help? My first and only true friend was a small rat. One day it crawled into a cavity in my right ankle and died. I have a horrible feeling it's still there...
and over here its a short week. Will have to move laundry day to make sure I have a towel handy for when management start crying about this weird European rule. At least we might have a leftover two four or three.
And of course google et al will put up a billboard with a statement on it saying they are compliant with the regulations, but it will collapse into the ground and from then on read "go stick your head in a pig"
Too bad we only found out now
They do spend the rest of the year reciting Vogon poetry, so not all good.
BEWARE OF THE LEOPARD!
I'm so un-hip it's a wonder my bum doesn't fall off.
I wonder if by then ICANN will have just painted Whois pink and erected a cheap and simple SEP field around it?
Lucky escape for ICANN if they do.
"the first and oldest ongoing bad poetry night on Towel Day"
Vogons, you got it too easy, you.
Also not a single down vote.
Sorry - someone had to!
You Brits will get no sympathy from me ... unless of course you shoot me with your Point of View Gun first ...
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