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

[IbanezJem]

However, what is more interesting, er...is the molluscs...er, sex life. :popcorn:

What's wrong with a kiss, boy? Hmm? Why not start her off with a nice kiss? You don't have to go leaping straight for the clitoris like a bull at a gate. Give her a kiss, boy.

Well look, I think I'd better have a second opinion on this. I want you to see a colleague of mine, a specialist in these sort of things, who has an office very much like this one as a matter of fact.

Would you mind terribly if I hold your hand? :hi:

Use your own, you great poofy ponagger!

Jus these, then. $ :unsure: $ Oh, I'll just have this one, then.

Look at it. Feel the quality. That's none of your goat.

What! With these tassles? :crazy:

The low slim-line has been cut off-the-shoulder to heighten the effect of Robert's fine bone structure.

Dear Sir, I object very strongly to that last page, and to the next post :P

:goodone: Coventry City have never won the FA Cup.

Never mind Snapper love, you can't win 'em all.

Yeah, I reckon that if he could've lasted till the end of that first minute, he would've had the Killer worried. :sarcastic:

I'm afraid Sir Horace won't be catching the 10:15, Lady Partridge.

We tried to tell you at the beginning of the film but you just panned off us. :( :(

There's the lighting credit, only five left. Hell, it's the producer - quick!

[Your_Lion]

However, what is more interesting, er...is the molluscs...er, sex life. :popcorn:

What's wrong with a kiss, boy? Hmm? Why not start her off with a nice kiss? You don't have to go leaping straight for the clitoris like a bull at a gate. Give her a kiss, boy.

Well look, I think I'd better have a second opinion on this. I want you to see a colleague of mine, a specialist in these sort of things, who has an office very much like this one as a matter of fact.

Would you mind terribly if I hold your hand? :hi:

Use your own, you great poofy ponagger!

Jus these, then. $ :unsure: $ Oh, I'll just have this one, then.

Look at it. Feel the quality. That's none of your goat.

What! With these tassles? :crazy:

The low slim-line has been cut off-the-shoulder to heighten the effect of Robert's fine bone structure.

Dear Sir, I object very strongly to that last page, and to the next post :P

:goodone: Coventry City have never won the FA Cup.

Never mind Snapper love, you can't win 'em all.

Yeah, I reckon that if he could've lasted till the end of that first minute, he would've had the Killer worried. :sarcastic:

I'm afraid Sir Horace won't be catching the 10:15, Lady Partridge.

We tried to tell you at the beginning of the film but you just panned off us. :( :(

There's the lighting credit, only five left. Hell, it's the producer - quick!

Sorry about this... pom pom pom... Normally we try to avoid these little ... pauses ... longeurs... only dramatically he's gone down to the basement, you see. 'Course, there isn't really a basement, but he just goes off and we pretend.

[blackhawkrush]

However, what is more interesting, er...is the molluscs...er, sex life. :popcorn:

What's wrong with a kiss, boy? Hmm? Why not start her off with a nice kiss? You don't have to go leaping straight for the clitoris like a bull at a gate. Give her a kiss, boy.

Well look, I think I'd better have a second opinion on this. I want you to see a colleague of mine, a specialist in these sort of things, who has an office very much like this one as a matter of fact.

Would you mind terribly if I hold your hand? :hi:

Use your own, you great poofy ponagger!

Jus these, then. $ :unsure: $ Oh, I'll just have this one, then.

Look at it. Feel the quality. That's none of your goat.

What! With these tassles? :crazy:

The low slim-line has been cut off-the-shoulder to heighten the effect of Robert's fine bone structure.

Dear Sir, I object very strongly to that last page, and to the next post :P

:goodone: Coventry City have never won the FA Cup.

Never mind Snapper love, you can't win 'em all.

Yeah, I reckon that if he could've lasted till the end of that first minute, he would've had the Killer worried. :sarcastic:

I'm afraid Sir Horace won't be catching the 10:15, Lady Partridge.

We tried to tell you at the beginning of the film but you just panned off us. :( :(

There's the lighting credit, only five left. Hell, it's the producer - quick!

Sorry about this... pom pom pom... Normally we try to avoid these little ... pauses ... longeurs... only dramatically he's gone down to the basement, you see. 'Course, there isn't really a basement, but he just goes off and we pretend.

Only make believe, I love you. :banghead: Only make believe that you love me. :banghead:

[IbanezJem]

However, what is more interesting, er...is the molluscs...er, sex life. :popcorn:

What's wrong with a kiss, boy? Hmm? Why not start her off with a nice kiss? You don't have to go leaping straight for the clitoris like a bull at a gate. Give her a kiss, boy.

Well look, I think I'd better have a second opinion on this. I want you to see a colleague of mine, a specialist in these sort of things, who has an office very much like this one as a matter of fact.

Would you mind terribly if I hold your hand? :hi:

Use your own, you great poofy ponagger!

Jus these, then. $ :unsure: $ Oh, I'll just have this one, then.

Look at it. Feel the quality. That's none of your goat.

What! With these tassles? :crazy:

The low slim-line has been cut off-the-shoulder to heighten the effect of Robert's fine bone structure.

Dear Sir, I object very strongly to that last page, and to the next post :P

:goodone: Coventry City have never won the FA Cup.

Never mind Snapper love, you can't win 'em all.

Yeah, I reckon that if he could've lasted till the end of that first minute, he would've had the Killer worried. :sarcastic:

I'm afraid Sir Horace won't be catching the 10:15, Lady Partridge.

We tried to tell you at the beginning of the film but you just panned off us. :( :(

There's the lighting credit, only five left. Hell, it's the producer - quick!

Sorry about this... pom pom pom... Normally we try to avoid these little ... pauses ... longeurs... only dramatically he's gone down to the basement, you see. 'Course, there isn't really a basement, but he just goes off and we pretend.

Only make believe, I love you. :banghead: Only make believe that you love me. :banghead:

"If you could see your way to lending me sixpence. I could at least buy a newspaper. That's not much to ask anyone."

[blackhawkrush]

However, what is more interesting, er...is the molluscs...er, sex life. :popcorn:

What's wrong with a kiss, boy? Hmm? Why not start her off with a nice kiss? You don't have to go leaping straight for the clitoris like a bull at a gate. Give her a kiss, boy.

Well look, I think I'd better have a second opinion on this. I want you to see a colleague of mine, a specialist in these sort of things, who has an office very much like this one as a matter of fact.

Would you mind terribly if I hold your hand? :hi:

Use your own, you great poofy ponagger!

Jus these, then. $ :unsure: $ Oh, I'll just have this one, then.

Look at it. Feel the quality. That's none of your goat.

What! With these tassles? :crazy:

The low slim-line has been cut off-the-shoulder to heighten the effect of Robert's fine bone structure.

Dear Sir, I object very strongly to that last page, and to the next post :P

:goodone: Coventry City have never won the FA Cup.

Never mind Snapper love, you can't win 'em all.

Yeah, I reckon that if he could've lasted till the end of that first minute, he would've had the Killer worried. :sarcastic:

I'm afraid Sir Horace won't be catching the 10:15, Lady Partridge.

We tried to tell you at the beginning of the film but you just panned off us. :( :(

There's the lighting credit, only five left. Hell, it's the producer - quick!

Sorry about this... pom pom pom... Normally we try to avoid these little ... pauses ... longeurs... only dramatically he's gone down to the basement, you see. 'Course, there isn't really a basement, but he just goes off and we pretend.

Only make believe, I love you. :banghead: Only make believe that you love me. :banghead:

"If you could see your way to lending me sixpence. I could at least buy a newspaper. That's not much to ask anyone."

Ah-hah! Well that's it, you see, Simon. Scottishness starts with little things like that, and works up. :tsk:

[Your_Lion]

However, what is more interesting, er...is the molluscs...er, sex life. :popcorn:

What's wrong with a kiss, boy? Hmm? Why not start her off with a nice kiss? You don't have to go leaping straight for the clitoris like a bull at a gate. Give her a kiss, boy.

Well look, I think I'd better have a second opinion on this. I want you to see a colleague of mine, a specialist in these sort of things, who has an office very much like this one as a matter of fact.

Would you mind terribly if I hold your hand? :hi:

Use your own, you great poofy ponagger!

Jus these, then. $ :unsure: $ Oh, I'll just have this one, then.

Look at it. Feel the quality. That's none of your goat.

What! With these tassles? :crazy:

The low slim-line has been cut off-the-shoulder to heighten the effect of Robert's fine bone structure.

Dear Sir, I object very strongly to that last page, and to the next post :P

:goodone: Coventry City have never won the FA Cup.

Never mind Snapper love, you can't win 'em all.

Yeah, I reckon that if he could've lasted till the end of that first minute, he would've had the Killer worried. :sarcastic:

I'm afraid Sir Horace won't be catching the 10:15, Lady Partridge.

We tried to tell you at the beginning of the film but you just panned off us. :( :(

There's the lighting credit, only five left. Hell, it's the producer - quick!

Sorry about this... pom pom pom... Normally we try to avoid these little ... pauses ... longeurs... only dramatically he's gone down to the basement, you see. 'Course, there isn't really a basement, but he just goes off and we pretend.

Only make believe, I love you. :banghead: Only make believe that you love me. :banghead:

"If you could see your way to lending me sixpence. I could at least buy a newspaper. That's not much to ask anyone."

Ah-hah! Well that's it, you see, Simon. Scottishness starts with little things like that, and works up. :tsk:

No problem. Have a drink. Have a drink. Great. Hello. Marvellous. Marvellous. Hello. Rewrite. Oh this is really great. I mean, it's really saying something, don't you think? Edited March 20, 2021 by Your_Lion

[blackhawkrush]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

[Your_Lion]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

[blackhawkrush]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

Can you raise any part of your body, Mr. Your_Lion? :blush:

[IbanezJem]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

[IbanezJem]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

Can you raise any part of your body, Mr. Your_Lion? :blush:

Yes, make yourself scarce, 'Two Sheds'. This thread isn't big enough for the three of us!

[blackhawkrush]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

[IbanezJem]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

[blackhawkrush]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

[IbanezJem]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

Em... that sounds good. Anyway just have a look... take your time. Oh, er by the way - got a bit of a dirty fork, could you ... er.. get me another one?

[Meow]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

I'd like to buy a book, please :coy:

[IbanezJem]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

I'd like to buy a book, please :coy:

Do you have a copy of 'Thirty Days in the Samarkand Desert with the Duchess of Kent' by A. E. J. Eliott, O.B.E.?

[blackhawkrush]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

I'd like to buy a book, please :coy:

Do you have a copy of 'Thirty Days in the Samarkand Desert with the Duchess of Kent' by A. E. J. Eliott, O.B.E.?

We've got corsets, stockings, suspender belts, tights, bras, slips petticoats, knickers, socks and garters, sir. :)

[IbanezJem]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

I'd like to buy a book, please :coy:

Do you have a copy of 'Thirty Days in the Samarkand Desert with the Duchess of Kent' by A. E. J. Eliott, O.B.E.?

We've got corsets, stockings, suspender belts, tights, bras, slips petticoats, knickers, socks and garters, sir. :)

No watches, cameras, radio sets?

[blackhawkrush]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

I'd like to buy a book, please :coy:

Do you have a copy of 'Thirty Days in the Samarkand Desert with the Duchess of Kent' by A. E. J. Eliott, O.B.E.?

We've got corsets, stockings, suspender belts, tights, bras, slips petticoats, knickers, socks and garters, sir. :)

No watches, cameras, radio sets?

No, it's not really our line, sir. :whipgirl:

[IbanezJem]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

I'd like to buy a book, please :coy:

Do you have a copy of 'Thirty Days in the Samarkand Desert with the Duchess of Kent' by A. E. J. Eliott, O.B.E.?

We've got corsets, stockings, suspender belts, tights, bras, slips petticoats, knickers, socks and garters, sir. :)

No watches, cameras, radio sets?

No, it's not really our line, sir. :whipgirl:

Well why don't you move into more conventional areas of confectionery? Like Praline, or, or Lime Creme, a very popular flavour, I'm led to understand.

[Your_Lion]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

I'd like to buy a book, please :coy:

Do you have a copy of 'Thirty Days in the Samarkand Desert with the Duchess of Kent' by A. E. J. Eliott, O.B.E.?

We've got corsets, stockings, suspender belts, tights, bras, slips petticoats, knickers, socks and garters, sir. :)

No watches, cameras, radio sets?

No, it's not really our line, sir. :whipgirl:

Well why don't you move into more conventional areas of confectionery? Like Praline, or, or Lime Creme, a very popular flavour, I'm led to understand.

I thought to myself, 'a little fermented curd will do the trick'. So I curtailed my Walpolling activities, sallied forth and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles.

[blackhawkrush]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

I'd like to buy a book, please :coy:

Do you have a copy of 'Thirty Days in the Samarkand Desert with the Duchess of Kent' by A. E. J. Eliott, O.B.E.?

We've got corsets, stockings, suspender belts, tights, bras, slips petticoats, knickers, socks and garters, sir. :)

No watches, cameras, radio sets?

No, it's not really our line, sir. :whipgirl:

Well why don't you move into more conventional areas of confectionery? Like Praline, or, or Lime Creme, a very popular flavour, I'm led to understand.

I thought to myself, 'a little fermented curd will do the trick'. So I curtailed my Walpolling activities, sallied forth and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles.

Hmm, yes, good idea, excellent thinking, very good...I don't suppose we could have Hodges in the morning? :unsure:

[IbanezJem]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

I'd like to buy a book, please :coy:

Do you have a copy of 'Thirty Days in the Samarkand Desert with the Duchess of Kent' by A. E. J. Eliott, O.B.E.?

We've got corsets, stockings, suspender belts, tights, bras, slips petticoats, knickers, socks and garters, sir. :)

No watches, cameras, radio sets?

No, it's not really our line, sir. :whipgirl:

Well why don't you move into more conventional areas of confectionery? Like Praline, or, or Lime Creme, a very popular flavour, I'm led to understand.

I thought to myself, 'a little fermented curd will do the trick'. So I curtailed my Walpolling activities, sallied forth and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles.

Hmm, yes, good idea, excellent thinking, very good...I don't suppose we could have Hodges in the morning? :unsure:

He is usually found in Surrey hedgerows, but I found this one in the gents at St Pancras, uneaten.

[Your_Lion]

You ought to go and see a psychiatrist. You're a looney. :crazy: You might even need a new brain.

No, no, no, my brain in my head. :gumby:

I'm afraid our regular psychiatrist hasn't come round this morning and I've got an ego block which is in turn making my wife over-assertive and getting us both into a state of depressive neurosis.

I changed my record player and there wasn't a grumble, and I changed my pet snake :blush: and I changed my Robin Day tie.

Oh, Robert, forget about freedom. We haven't got enough mud.

Oh dear. Remember, if you do want anything, jewelry, Ascot water heaters... :cool:

I'd like to buy a book, please :coy:

Do you have a copy of 'Thirty Days in the Samarkand Desert with the Duchess of Kent' by A. E. J. Eliott, O.B.E.?

We've got corsets, stockings, suspender belts, tights, bras, slips petticoats, knickers, socks and garters, sir. :)

No watches, cameras, radio sets?

No, it's not really our line, sir. :whipgirl:

Well why don't you move into more conventional areas of confectionery? Like Praline, or, or Lime Creme, a very popular flavour, I'm led to understand.

I thought to myself, 'a little fermented curd will do the trick'. So I curtailed my Walpolling activities, sallied forth and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles.

Hmm, yes, good idea, excellent thinking, very good...I don't suppose we could have Hodges in the morning? :unsure:

He is usually found in Surrey hedgerows, but I found this one in the gents at St Pancras, uneaten.

The unsuspecting breakfast glides ever closer to its doom. The enraged pantomime royal person is poised for the kill. She raises her harpoon and fires. Pang! Right in the toast.