Quotes About Azgoths

Vogon poetry is of course the third worst in the Universe. The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. During a recitation by their Poet Master Grunthos the Flatulent of his poem "Ode to a Small Lump of Green Putty I Found in My Armpit One Midsummer Morning" four of his audience died of internal hemorrhaging, and the President of the Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council survived by gnawing one of his own legs off.

Vogon poetry is of course the third worst in the Universe. The second worst is that of Azgoths of Kria. During a recitation by their Poet Master Grunthos the Flatulent of his poem Ode to the Small Lump of Green Putty I Found in My Armpit One Midsummer Morning four of his audience died of internal hemorrhaging, and the President of the Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council survived by gnawing one of his own legs off.