Theres no point acting all surprised about it. All the planning charts and demolition orders have been on display in your local planning
department in Alpha Centauri for fifty of your Earth years, so youve had plenty of time to lodge any formal complaint and its far too late to start
making a fuss about it now.
— Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz
“I’m sorry, but if you can’t be bothered to take an interest in local affairs, that’s your own lookout.”
There was a terrible ghastly silence.
There was a terrible ghastly noise.
There was a terrible ghastly silence.
The Vogon Constructor Fleet coasted away into the inky starry void.