Sark Posted July 28, 2005 Share Posted July 28, 2005 Now Mr. Apricot... Harrison! Sorry, Mr. Harrison. Come at me with that banana! Come on, be as vicious as you like with it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr_Crunch Posted July 29, 2005 Share Posted July 29, 2005 Your Majesty is like a stream of bat's piss! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1-0-0-1-0-0-1 Posted July 29, 2005 Share Posted July 29, 2005 QUOTE (Mr_Crunch @ Jul 29 2005, 02:08 PM) Your Majesty is like a stream of bat's piss! "I Beg Your Pardon?" "I merely meant, you shine like a shaft of gold when all else is dark!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1-0-0-1-0-0-1 Posted July 29, 2005 Share Posted July 29, 2005 QUOTE (Mr_Crunch @ Jul 27 2005, 12:08 PM) QUOTE (Sark @ Jul 26 2005, 08:58 AM) QUOTE (Mr_Crunch @ Jul 25 2005, 11:17 AM) The tenants arrive here and are carried along the corridor on a conveyor belt in extreme comfort, past murals depicting Mediterranean scenes, towards the rotating knives. Pardon me, did you say knives? Rotating knives, yes.... "Are you planning to...slaughter our tenants?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sark Posted July 30, 2005 Share Posted July 30, 2005 Well that's the thing, you see I mainly design slaughterhouses. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1-0-0-1-0-0-1 Posted July 30, 2005 Share Posted July 30, 2005 Mind you, this is a real beaut...none of your blood caked on the walls or flesh flying out the windows, inconveniencing passers-by with this one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sark Posted August 3, 2005 Share Posted August 3, 2005 I'm sorry but we don't think that will work out. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr_Crunch Posted August 3, 2005 Share Posted August 3, 2005 ...I see. Well, of course, this is just the sort of blinkered philistine ignorance I've come to expect from you non-creative garbage. You sit there on your loathsome spotty behinds squeezing blackheads, not caring a tinker's cuss for the struggling artist. You excrement, you whining hypocritical toadies with your colour TV sets and your Tony Jacklin golf clubs and your bleeding masonic secret handshakes. You wouldn't let me join, would you, you blackballing bastards. Well I wouldn't become a Freemason if you went down on your stinking knees and begged me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1-0-0-1-0-0-1 Posted August 3, 2005 Share Posted August 3, 2005 Sorry, it's just that we wanted a simple block of flats, not an abattoir. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr_Crunch Posted August 3, 2005 Share Posted August 3, 2005 Oh sod the abattoir, that's not important. But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a mason. Masonry opens doors. I'd be very quiet, I was a bit on edge just now but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1-0-0-1-0-0-1 Posted August 3, 2005 Share Posted August 3, 2005 Thank you........ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr_Crunch Posted August 3, 2005 Share Posted August 3, 2005 I've got a second hand apron. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sark Posted August 5, 2005 Share Posted August 5, 2005 And now we go over to the 100 meter breast-stroke for non swimmers (splash) well.... we'll be back the moment they start fishing the corpses out.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sark Posted August 11, 2005 Share Posted August 11, 2005 What's up Python fans? I seem to already have killed the Star Wars trivia game. Please don't make me a killer again! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
madra sneachta Posted August 11, 2005 Share Posted August 11, 2005 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
madra sneachta Posted August 14, 2005 Share Posted August 14, 2005 Good News Folks - Several hours of lost material to be released. Info from The Sunday Times - read all about it HERE Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
madra sneachta Posted August 14, 2005 Share Posted August 14, 2005 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Oberon Posted August 15, 2005 Share Posted August 15, 2005 Not technically Python, but from Eric Idle and Neil Innes' "Rutland Weekend Television": Gibberish HOST [Eric]: Ham sandwich, bucket and water plastic duralex rubber McFisheries' underwear. Plugged rabbit emulsion, zinc custard without sustainance in kippling-duff geriatric scenery, maximizes press insulating government grunting sapphire-clubs incidentally. But tonight, sam pan bombay bermuda in diptheria rustic McAlpine splendor, rabbit and and futfutfooey jugs rapidly big biro ruveliners musk-green gauges micturate with nipples and tiptoe rusting machinery, rustically inclined. Good evening and welcome. AGED GUEST [Henry Woolf]: Hello. HOST: (to guest) Foreskin mousetrap view Mount Everest tintray lobotomy in England? GUEST: Saddleback, saddleback. Lechery billboard kettlebum simpering snuff masticated bowelside handset lemonade enterprisingly apartheid rubberized plumbjoint curvaceously mucking squirrels! HOST: I see. Rapidly piddlepot strumming Hanover peace pudding (polite chuckle) mouse rumpling cuddly corridor cabinets? GUEST: Sick in a cup! Toejam whisper tap sunderland shower-curtain, ice wallpaper cups grounchingly rubberking wrapped butter kissing-feathers defnitely pheasantry daughter successfully douche dinner-bottom. HOST: (in confidential way) Machine-wrapped, with butter? GUEST: Machine-wrapped, with butter. HOST: (to audience) So, nail-attacking butterfly-clouts reputedly. Without I might galvanize sugar, elbow-wrenchingly heartfelt until purse-playing perspicaceously rattled mandibled on asinine shoestring-drawn two lost three butter-machismo whenever cobbled therein. Good night. GUEST: Good night. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ramonesmom Posted August 16, 2005 Share Posted August 16, 2005 Took me awhile to find this thread. Thanx for starting it! http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/rkenai/Monty_Python_Holy_Grail.jpg http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/rkenai/Monty20Python20wallpaper.jpg http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/rkenai/sting.jpg Ooops! How'd that get in there? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
endlesslymocking Posted August 19, 2005 Share Posted August 19, 2005 She turned me into a newt!...I got better. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sark Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Burn her anyway! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
madra sneachta Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 There are ways of telling if she is a witch Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1-0-0-1-0-0-1 Posted August 24, 2005 Share Posted August 24, 2005 What do you do with witches? BURN THEM! And what do you burn apart from witches? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
madra sneachta Posted August 24, 2005 Share Posted August 24, 2005 MORE witches!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
madra sneachta Posted August 24, 2005 Share Posted August 24, 2005 ehhhh wood? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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