The little waiter's eyebrows wandered about his forehead in confusion.
Ow! My brains!
If there's anything more important than my ego around, I want it caught and shot now.
One of Zaphod's heads looked away. The other turned round to see what the first was looking at, but it wasn't looking at anything very much.
If I ever meet myself,' said Zaphod, 'I'll hit myself so hard I won't know what's hit me.
One of the major difficulties Trillian experienced in her relationship with Zaphod was learning to distinguish between him pretending to be stupid just to get people off their guard, pretending to be...
Vell, Zaphod’s just zis guy, you know?
