You`re No Fun Anymore - Monty Python, Vol. 3

[IbanezJem]

Mikos Antoniarkis, the Greek rebel leader who seized power in Athens this morning, tells us what he keeps in storage jars. :popcorn:

Very small rocks! Cider! Uhhh, gravy!

No there isn't room, the ambiguity has put on weight. :eh:

Let's kill it. Disgusting.

OK, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :crazy:

Zoom in on the 16mm and hold her, Enid.

I like a "peace". Know what I mean? Know what I mean? :drool: Say no more. Nudge, nudge.

Vot you ask that for, are you a spy or something? Get on against the wall, Britischer Pig, you are going to die!

One thing worries me, Fritz. Where's the traditional cheeky and lovable Cockney sergeant? :unsure:

The Government's Pesticide Research Centre at Shoreham.

There's nothing more dangerous than a wounded mosquito. :bang bang:

Hello, I'm your new vicar, can I interest you in any of these watches, pens or biros?

If you can wait till Saturday, I'm expecting a divvy from the Harpenden Building Society. :cool:

No, no, no, no. No. I don't want to wait. At nine o'clock tomorrow I want to be in there, taming.

'The Mating of the Wersh'? By Malliwi Rapesheake? :unsure:

Oh, I'm up to page 39, where Peter Pan first manifests himself.

He can scratch and scratch for all he's worth, but he just can't get into Porky's house. :banghead:

It's all right. You wait here, I've got a car.

FIVE YEARS, TWO MONTHS AND TWENTY-SIX DAYS LATER. :zzz:

Good thinking, sir. I'll get the horse.

[blackhawkrush]

Mikos Antoniarkis, the Greek rebel leader who seized power in Athens this morning, tells us what he keeps in storage jars. :popcorn:

Very small rocks! Cider! Uhhh, gravy!

No there isn't room, the ambiguity has put on weight. :eh:

Let's kill it. Disgusting.

OK, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :crazy:

Zoom in on the 16mm and hold her, Enid.

I like a "peace". Know what I mean? Know what I mean? :drool: Say no more. Nudge, nudge.

Vot you ask that for, are you a spy or something? Get on against the wall, Britischer Pig, you are going to die!

One thing worries me, Fritz. Where's the traditional cheeky and lovable Cockney sergeant? :unsure:

The Government's Pesticide Research Centre at Shoreham.

There's nothing more dangerous than a wounded mosquito. :bang bang:

Hello, I'm your new vicar, can I interest you in any of these watches, pens or biros?

If you can wait till Saturday, I'm expecting a divvy from the Harpenden Building Society. :cool:

No, no, no, no. No. I don't want to wait. At nine o'clock tomorrow I want to be in there, taming.

'The Mating of the Wersh'? By Malliwi Rapesheake? :unsure:

Oh, I'm up to page 39, where Peter Pan first manifests himself.

He can scratch and scratch for all he's worth, but he just can't get into Porky's house. :banghead:

It's all right. You wait here, I've got a car.

FIVE YEARS, TWO MONTHS AND TWENTY-SIX DAYS LATER. :zzz:

Good thinking, sir. I'll get the horse.

Now, I've asked you in here :Alex: :Neil: :geddy: Now, I've asked you :Alex: :Neil: :geddy: Shut up!

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

[blackhawkrush]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

[blackhawkrush]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

[blackhawkrush]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

[blackhawkrush]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

[blackhawkrush]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

[blackhawkrush]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

All right everybody, stay close, stay together, don't lag behind. Remember, watch out for the killer cars! :scared:

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

All right everybody, stay close, stay together, don't lag behind. Remember, watch out for the killer cars! :scared:

Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.

[blackhawkrush]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

All right everybody, stay close, stay together, don't lag behind. Remember, watch out for the killer cars! :scared:

Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.

Keith, you claim you can send bricks to sleep entirely by hypnosis. :blink:

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

All right everybody, stay close, stay together, don't lag behind. Remember, watch out for the killer cars! :scared:

Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.

Keith, you claim you can send bricks to sleep entirely by hypnosis. :blink:

Yes, but I am a doctor. Actually, I'm a gynaecologist but that was my lunch hour.

[blackhawkrush]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

All right everybody, stay close, stay together, don't lag behind. Remember, watch out for the killer cars! :scared:

Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.

Keith, you claim you can send bricks to sleep entirely by hypnosis. :blink:

Yes, but I am a doctor. Actually, I'm a gynaecologist but that was my lunch hour.

On behalf of the Association, I should like to say that we are taking firm action to clamp down on the activities of Simon. :bitchslap:

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

All right everybody, stay close, stay together, don't lag behind. Remember, watch out for the killer cars! :scared:

Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.

Keith, you claim you can send bricks to sleep entirely by hypnosis. :blink:

Yes, but I am a doctor. Actually, I'm a gynaecologist but that was my lunch hour.

On behalf of the Association, I should like to say that we are taking firm action to clamp down on the activities of Simon. :bitchslap:

Have you heard the one about the three nuns in the nudist colony?

[blackhawkrush]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

All right everybody, stay close, stay together, don't lag behind. Remember, watch out for the killer cars! :scared:

Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.

Keith, you claim you can send bricks to sleep entirely by hypnosis. :blink:

Yes, but I am a doctor. Actually, I'm a gynaecologist but that was my lunch hour.

On behalf of the Association, I should like to say that we are taking firm action to clamp down on the activities of Simon. :bitchslap:

Have you heard the one about the three nuns in the nudist colony?

Well, don't you see, that was exactly the kind of explicit sexual reference I'm objecting to. It's tit :blush: illation for the sake of it.

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

All right everybody, stay close, stay together, don't lag behind. Remember, watch out for the killer cars! :scared:

Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.

Keith, you claim you can send bricks to sleep entirely by hypnosis. :blink:

Yes, but I am a doctor. Actually, I'm a gynaecologist but that was my lunch hour.

On behalf of the Association, I should like to say that we are taking firm action to clamp down on the activities of Simon. :bitchslap:

Have you heard the one about the three nuns in the nudist colony?

Well, don't you see, that was exactly the kind of explicit sexual reference I'm objecting to. It's tit :blush: illation for the sake of it.

No, super... well, er... I think it shows I'm human, don't you?

[blackhawkrush]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

All right everybody, stay close, stay together, don't lag behind. Remember, watch out for the killer cars! :scared:

Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.

Keith, you claim you can send bricks to sleep entirely by hypnosis. :blink:

Yes, but I am a doctor. Actually, I'm a gynaecologist but that was my lunch hour.

On behalf of the Association, I should like to say that we are taking firm action to clamp down on the activities of Simon. :bitchslap:

Have you heard the one about the three nuns in the nudist colony?

Well, don't you see, that was exactly the kind of explicit sexual reference I'm objecting to. It's tit :blush: illation for the sake of it.

No, super... well, er... I think it shows I'm human, don't you?

Are you going to be in there all day? :moon: Other people want to go, you know.

[IbanezJem]

So he can go on playing, can he?

Well, it's not particularly disturbing. :rush:

Where to re-house his right hand, that's what he was interested in!

:o I should say not! He was a gentleman, and what's more he knew how to treat a female impersonator.

Well, poor pet, she was like a lost lamb in an abattoir. Eventually she Dickie died of Colin Cholera in St Patsy Petersburg, in Gertie great Percy pain.

What a rotten ending. Have you got anything more exciting? What's that one... :16ton:

It was obvious that this joke was lethal... no one could read it and live...

Good God! Get me the Supreme Commander Land, Sea and Air Force, immediately! :madra:

I got a slug.

Right, let's reconstruct the crime. Constable, you be Inspector Tiger. We'll pretend the lights have gone out. Constable, you scream...somebody shoots you :bang bang:

There are other equally dangerous gangs - such as the baby snatchers.

All right everybody, stay close, stay together, don't lag behind. Remember, watch out for the killer cars! :scared:

Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.

Keith, you claim you can send bricks to sleep entirely by hypnosis. :blink:

Yes, but I am a doctor. Actually, I'm a gynaecologist but that was my lunch hour.

On behalf of the Association, I should like to say that we are taking firm action to clamp down on the activities of Simon. :bitchslap:

Have you heard the one about the three nuns in the nudist colony?

Well, don't you see, that was exactly the kind of explicit sexual reference I'm objecting to. It's tit :blush: illation for the sake of it.

No, super... well, er... I think it shows I'm human, don't you?

Are you going to be in there all day? :moon: Other people want to go, you know.

Where's daddy? Oh golly! Has he been... ?

[blackhawkrush]

Well, I'd better replace it, then...sorry guv, we're right out of :codger: s

[IbanezJem]

Well, I'd better replace it, then...sorry guv, we're right out of :codger: s

The point is taken, the beast is moulting, the fluff gets up your nose. The illusion is complete; it is reality, the reality is illusion and the ambiguity is the only truth.