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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?
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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?

I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the thread, Simon. :angel:
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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?

I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the thread, Simon. :angel:

Oh perhaps so, but you made one fatal mistake. You see, this wasn't a Simonalyser... it was an Robertalyser Take him away, Beryl!
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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?

I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the thread, Simon. :angel:

Oh perhaps so, but you made one fatal mistake. You see, this wasn't a Simonalyser... it was an Robertalyser Take him away, Beryl!

 

What if we referred to you as "little Robert pooooo..."? No? Angel drawers?

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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?

I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the thread, Simon. :angel:

Oh perhaps so, but you made one fatal mistake. You see, this wasn't a Simonalyser... it was an Robertalyser Take him away, Beryl!

 

What if we referred to you as "little Robert pooooo..."? No? Angel drawers?

Well, you could say Dennis.

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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?

I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the thread, Simon. :angel:

Oh perhaps so, but you made one fatal mistake. You see, this wasn't a Simonalyser... it was an Robertalyser Take him away, Beryl!

 

What if we referred to you as "little Robert pooooo..."? No? Angel drawers?

Well, you could say Dennis.

I wish you'd all stop bickering and eat me. :hotdog:
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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?

I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the thread, Simon. :angel:

Oh perhaps so, but you made one fatal mistake. You see, this wasn't a Simonalyser... it was an Robertalyser Take him away, Beryl!

 

What if we referred to you as "little Robert pooooo..."? No? Angel drawers?

Well, you could say Dennis.

I wish you'd all stop bickering and eat me. :hotdog:

 

Can't, says here we can take your organs..... its right on your organ donation card....

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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?

I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the thread, Simon. :angel:

Oh perhaps so, but you made one fatal mistake. You see, this wasn't a Simonalyser... it was an Robertalyser Take him away, Beryl!

 

What if we referred to you as "little Robert pooooo..."? No? Angel drawers?

Well, you could say Dennis.

I wish you'd all stop bickering and eat me. :hotdog:

 

Can't, says here we can take your organs..... its right on your organ donation card....

Wait till Biggus Dickus hears of this. :scared:
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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?

I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the thread, Simon. :angel:

Oh perhaps so, but you made one fatal mistake. You see, this wasn't a Simonalyser... it was an Robertalyser Take him away, Beryl!

 

What if we referred to you as "little Robert pooooo..."? No? Angel drawers?

Well, you could say Dennis.

I wish you'd all stop bickering and eat me. :hotdog:

 

Can't, says here we can take your organs..... its right on your organ donation card....

Wait till Biggus Dickus hears of this. :scared:

WOW! Look at the *size* of that.....briefcase.
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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?

I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the thread, Simon. :angel:

Oh perhaps so, but you made one fatal mistake. You see, this wasn't a Simonalyser... it was an Robertalyser Take him away, Beryl!

 

What if we referred to you as "little Robert pooooo..."? No? Angel drawers?

Well, you could say Dennis.

I wish you'd all stop bickering and eat me. :hotdog:

 

Can't, says here we can take your organs..... its right on your organ donation card....

Wait till Biggus Dickus hears of this. :scared:

WOW! Look at the *size* of that.....briefcase.

To be absolutely blunt, you're worried about your enormous hooter.

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I thought it was because you were interested in me as a human being :outtahere:

But the point is Mr. Frampton, our viewers need proof. :moon:

 

It was the salmon mousse. There's your proof.

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, Brahms, Lerxt1990...I'm sorry. :oops:

 

BRAHAMS THIRD RACKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You want to play with Fawlty Towers...get outside! :bitchslap:

 

Don't your repress ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll do what I like because I'm five foot ten and I eat Manuels like you for breakfast. :smash:

 

You should eat more fresh friut!

But what's this? Two spectators have rushed onto the pitch with spoons and forks... what are they going to do?

I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the thread, Simon. :angel:

Oh perhaps so, but you made one fatal mistake. You see, this wasn't a Simonalyser... it was an Robertalyser Take him away, Beryl!

 

What if we referred to you as "little Robert pooooo..."? No? Angel drawers?

Well, you could say Dennis.

I wish you'd all stop bickering and eat me. :hotdog:

 

Can't, says here we can take your organs..... its right on your organ donation card....

Wait till Biggus Dickus hears of this. :scared:

WOW! Look at the *size* of that.....briefcase.

To be absolutely blunt, you're worried about your enormous hooter.

They dressed me up like this. And this isn't my nose, it's a false one.
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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...
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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You better wait here. I'll get a cloth. :ph34r:
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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You better wait here. I'll get a cloth. :ph34r:

My nipples explode with delight!

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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You better wait here. I'll get a cloth. :ph34r:

My nipples explode with delight!

We'll be talking later on to the man who believes that milk yields can be increased dramatically, but first a Farming Club special, the life of Tchaikovsky.
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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You better wait here. I'll get a cloth. :ph34r:

My nipples explode with delight!

We'll be talking later on to the man who believes that milk yields can be increased dramatically, but first a Farming Club special, the life of Tchaikovsky.

 

This calls for immediate discussion!!!

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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You better wait here. I'll get a cloth. :ph34r:

My nipples explode with delight!

We'll be talking later on to the man who believes that milk yields can be increased dramatically, but first a Farming Club special, the life of Tchaikovsky.

 

This calls for immediate discussion!!!

Is there still time to confront it, let alone solve it, or is it too late? What are the figures, what are the facts, what do people mean when they talk about things?

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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You better wait here. I'll get a cloth. :ph34r:

My nipples explode with delight!

We'll be talking later on to the man who believes that milk yields can be increased dramatically, but first a Farming Club special, the life of Tchaikovsky.

 

This calls for immediate discussion!!!

Is there still time to confront it, let alone solve it, or is it too late? What are the figures, what are the facts, what do people mean when they talk about things?

That's next door. It's being-hit-on-the-head lessons in here.
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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You better wait here. I'll get a cloth. :ph34r:

My nipples explode with delight!

We'll be talking later on to the man who believes that milk yields can be increased dramatically, but first a Farming Club special, the life of Tchaikovsky.

 

This calls for immediate discussion!!!

Is there still time to confront it, let alone solve it, or is it too late? What are the figures, what are the facts, what do people mean when they talk about things?

That's next door. It's being-hit-on-the-head lessons in here.

Look, would you mind going away. I'm trying to examine this man. :smash:
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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You better wait here. I'll get a cloth. :ph34r:

My nipples explode with delight!

We'll be talking later on to the man who believes that milk yields can be increased dramatically, but first a Farming Club special, the life of Tchaikovsky.

 

This calls for immediate discussion!!!

Is there still time to confront it, let alone solve it, or is it too late? What are the figures, what are the facts, what do people mean when they talk about things?

That's next door. It's being-hit-on-the-head lessons in here.

Look, would you mind going away. I'm trying to examine this man. :smash:

Mr. Lerxt, there's nothing wrong with you that an expensive operation can't prolong.

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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You better wait here. I'll get a cloth. :ph34r:

My nipples explode with delight!

We'll be talking later on to the man who believes that milk yields can be increased dramatically, but first a Farming Club special, the life of Tchaikovsky.

 

This calls for immediate discussion!!!

Is there still time to confront it, let alone solve it, or is it too late? What are the figures, what are the facts, what do people mean when they talk about things?

That's next door. It's being-hit-on-the-head lessons in here.

Look, would you mind going away. I'm trying to examine this man. :smash:

Mr. Lerxt, there's nothing wrong with you that an expensive operation can't prolong.

If you can spot one. :bitchslap: What?
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Look! We can't afford it. The TRF are short of money as it is! :|

Things aren't going very well back there. The poor cook's son has been put away again, and poor old Mrs Lerxt who does the washing up can hardly move her poor fingers, then there`s 73`s war wound...

 

Its time to do something! SOmethings ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You better wait here. I'll get a cloth. :ph34r:

My nipples explode with delight!

We'll be talking later on to the man who believes that milk yields can be increased dramatically, but first a Farming Club special, the life of Tchaikovsky.

 

This calls for immediate discussion!!!

Is there still time to confront it, let alone solve it, or is it too late? What are the figures, what are the facts, what do people mean when they talk about things?

That's next door. It's being-hit-on-the-head lessons in here.

Look, would you mind going away. I'm trying to examine this man. :smash:

Mr. Lerxt, there's nothing wrong with you that an expensive operation can't prolong.

If you can spot one. :bitchslap: What?

And I believe you're working on an anagram version of Shakespeare?
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