And Now for Something Completely Different...Monty Python Thread v.2

[blackhawkrush]

I know what literature is, you dago dustbin. I also know what porn is.

The Colonel doesn't think we're nice people, Luigi. :bang bang:

He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt!

Oh, and, ehm, throw him to the floor, sir? :drool:

then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor.

Oh my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first day in my new parish, I completely...so sorry.

As it turned out our chance meeting with Reverend Arthur Belling was to change our whole way of life, and every Sunday we'd hurry along to St Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.

Brucie has personally converted ninety-two people. Twenty-five inside the distance. Then again we're not afraid to use more modern methods. :martini:

It's all bloody marvelous. It makes you want to throw up. :spitwater:

Better get a bucket. I'm gonna throw up.

Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit.

Now I did ask for tea. :tsk:

[Your_Lion]

I know what literature is, you dago dustbin. I also know what porn is.

The Colonel doesn't think we're nice people, Luigi. :bang bang:

He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt!

Oh, and, ehm, throw him to the floor, sir? :drool:

then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor.

Oh my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first day in my new parish, I completely...so sorry.

As it turned out our chance meeting with Reverend Arthur Belling was to change our whole way of life, and every Sunday we'd hurry along to St Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.

Brucie has personally converted ninety-two people. Twenty-five inside the distance. Then again we're not afraid to use more modern methods. :martini:

It's all bloody marvelous. It makes you want to throw up. :spitwater:

Better get a bucket. I'm gonna throw up.

Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit.

Now I did ask for tea. :tsk:

The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth. :codger:

Edited March 25, 2014 by Your_Lion

[blackhawkrush]

I know what literature is, you dago dustbin. I also know what porn is.

The Colonel doesn't think we're nice people, Luigi. :bang bang:

He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt!

Oh, and, ehm, throw him to the floor, sir? :drool:

then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor.

Oh my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first day in my new parish, I completely...so sorry.

As it turned out our chance meeting with Reverend Arthur Belling was to change our whole way of life, and every Sunday we'd hurry along to St Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.

Brucie has personally converted ninety-two people. Twenty-five inside the distance. Then again we're not afraid to use more modern methods. :martini:

It's all bloody marvelous. It makes you want to throw up. :spitwater:

Better get a bucket. I'm gonna throw up.

Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit.

Now I did ask for tea. :tsk:

The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth. :codger:

They must think the sun shines out o' your arse, sonny.

[Your_Lion]

I know what literature is, you dago dustbin. I also know what porn is.

The Colonel doesn't think we're nice people, Luigi. :bang bang:

He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt!

Oh, and, ehm, throw him to the floor, sir? :drool:

then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor.

Oh my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first day in my new parish, I completely...so sorry.

As it turned out our chance meeting with Reverend Arthur Belling was to change our whole way of life, and every Sunday we'd hurry along to St Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.

Brucie has personally converted ninety-two people. Twenty-five inside the distance. Then again we're not afraid to use more modern methods. :martini:

It's all bloody marvelous. It makes you want to throw up. :spitwater:

Better get a bucket. I'm gonna throw up.

Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit.

Now I did ask for tea. :tsk:

The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth. :codger:

They must think the sun shines out o' your arse, sonny.

None of your smart answers ... you think you're so clever. Well, I'm Dim.

[blackhawkrush]

I know what literature is, you dago dustbin. I also know what porn is.

The Colonel doesn't think we're nice people, Luigi. :bang bang:

He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt!

Oh, and, ehm, throw him to the floor, sir? :drool:

then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor.

Oh my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first day in my new parish, I completely...so sorry.

As it turned out our chance meeting with Reverend Arthur Belling was to change our whole way of life, and every Sunday we'd hurry along to St Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.

Brucie has personally converted ninety-two people. Twenty-five inside the distance. Then again we're not afraid to use more modern methods. :martini:

It's all bloody marvelous. It makes you want to throw up. :spitwater:

Better get a bucket. I'm gonna throw up.

Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit.

Now I did ask for tea. :tsk:

The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth. :codger:

They must think the sun shines out o' your arse, sonny.

None of your smart answers ... you think you're so clever. Well, I'm Dim.

No, no, that's me favourite fruit. My name is Mrs. Fred Stone.

[Citizen of the World]

I know what literature is, you dago dustbin. I also know what porn is.

The Colonel doesn't think we're nice people, Luigi. :bang bang:

He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt!

Oh, and, ehm, throw him to the floor, sir? :drool:

then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor.

Oh my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first day in my new parish, I completely...so sorry.

As it turned out our chance meeting with Reverend Arthur Belling was to change our whole way of life, and every Sunday we'd hurry along to St Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.

Brucie has personally converted ninety-two people. Twenty-five inside the distance. Then again we're not afraid to use more modern methods. :martini:

It's all bloody marvelous. It makes you want to throw up. :spitwater:

Better get a bucket. I'm gonna throw up.

Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit.

Now I did ask for tea. :tsk:

The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth. :codger:

They must think the sun shines out o' your arse, sonny.

None of your smart answers ... you think you're so clever. Well, I'm Dim.

No, no, that's me favourite fruit. My name is Mrs. Fred Stone.

this is my wife Norah, er, Norah Jane, Norah Jane Stokes. This is Snivelling Little Rat-Faced Git. And this is his wife Dreary Fat Boring Old Git.

[Your_Lion]

I know what literature is, you dago dustbin. I also know what porn is.

The Colonel doesn't think we're nice people, Luigi. :bang bang:

He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt!

Oh, and, ehm, throw him to the floor, sir? :drool:

then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor.

Oh my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first day in my new parish, I completely...so sorry.

As it turned out our chance meeting with Reverend Arthur Belling was to change our whole way of life, and every Sunday we'd hurry along to St Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.

Brucie has personally converted ninety-two people. Twenty-five inside the distance. Then again we're not afraid to use more modern methods. :martini:

It's all bloody marvelous. It makes you want to throw up. :spitwater:

Better get a bucket. I'm gonna throw up.

Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit.

Now I did ask for tea. :tsk:

The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth. :codger:

They must think the sun shines out o' your arse, sonny.

None of your smart answers ... you think you're so clever. Well, I'm Dim.

No, no, that's me favourite fruit. My name is Mrs. Fred Stone.

this is my wife Norah, er, Norah Jane, Norah Jane Stokes. This is Snivelling Little Rat-Faced Git. And this is his wife Dreary Fat Boring Old Git.

Good evening. My name is Equator, Mr Equator Equator. Like round the middle of the Earth, only with an L. This is my wife Audrey, she smells a bit but she has a heart of gold.

[blackhawkrush]

I know what literature is, you dago dustbin. I also know what porn is.

The Colonel doesn't think we're nice people, Luigi. :bang bang:

He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt!

Oh, and, ehm, throw him to the floor, sir? :drool:

then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor.

Oh my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first day in my new parish, I completely...so sorry.

As it turned out our chance meeting with Reverend Arthur Belling was to change our whole way of life, and every Sunday we'd hurry along to St Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.

Brucie has personally converted ninety-two people. Twenty-five inside the distance. Then again we're not afraid to use more modern methods. :martini:

It's all bloody marvelous. It makes you want to throw up. :spitwater:

Better get a bucket. I'm gonna throw up.

Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit.

Now I did ask for tea. :tsk:

The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth. :codger:

They must think the sun shines out o' your arse, sonny.

None of your smart answers ... you think you're so clever. Well, I'm Dim.

No, no, that's me favourite fruit. My name is Mrs. Fred Stone.

this is my wife Norah, er, Norah Jane, Norah Jane Stokes. This is Snivelling Little Rat-Faced Git. And this is his wife Dreary Fat Boring Old Git.

Good evening. My name is Equator, Mr Equator Equator. Like round the middle of the Earth, only with an L. This is my wife Audrey, she smells a bit but she has a heart of gold.

Yes...I too have had some difficulty washing these past few days. :codger:

[Your_Lion]

I know what literature is, you dago dustbin. I also know what porn is.

The Colonel doesn't think we're nice people, Luigi. :bang bang:

He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt!

Oh, and, ehm, throw him to the floor, sir? :drool:

then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor.

Oh my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first day in my new parish, I completely...so sorry.

As it turned out our chance meeting with Reverend Arthur Belling was to change our whole way of life, and every Sunday we'd hurry along to St Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.

Brucie has personally converted ninety-two people. Twenty-five inside the distance. Then again we're not afraid to use more modern methods. :martini:

It's all bloody marvelous. It makes you want to throw up. :spitwater:

Better get a bucket. I'm gonna throw up.

Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit.

Now I did ask for tea. :tsk:

The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth. :codger:

They must think the sun shines out o' your arse, sonny.

None of your smart answers ... you think you're so clever. Well, I'm Dim.

No, no, that's me favourite fruit. My name is Mrs. Fred Stone.

this is my wife Norah, er, Norah Jane, Norah Jane Stokes. This is Snivelling Little Rat-Faced Git. And this is his wife Dreary Fat Boring Old Git.

Good evening. My name is Equator, Mr Equator Equator. Like round the middle of the Earth, only with an L. This is my wife Audrey, she smells a bit but she has a heart of gold.

Yes...I too have had some difficulty washing these past few days. :codger:

'Ere, there's Alfred Lord Tennyson in the bathroom. :o

[blackhawkrush]

I know what literature is, you dago dustbin. I also know what porn is.

The Colonel doesn't think we're nice people, Luigi. :bang bang:

He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt!

Oh, and, ehm, throw him to the floor, sir? :drool:

then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor.

Oh my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first day in my new parish, I completely...so sorry.

As it turned out our chance meeting with Reverend Arthur Belling was to change our whole way of life, and every Sunday we'd hurry along to St Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.

Brucie has personally converted ninety-two people. Twenty-five inside the distance. Then again we're not afraid to use more modern methods. :martini:

It's all bloody marvelous. It makes you want to throw up. :spitwater:

Better get a bucket. I'm gonna throw up.

Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit.

Now I did ask for tea. :tsk:

The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth. :codger:

They must think the sun shines out o' your arse, sonny.

None of your smart answers ... you think you're so clever. Well, I'm Dim.

No, no, that's me favourite fruit. My name is Mrs. Fred Stone.

this is my wife Norah, er, Norah Jane, Norah Jane Stokes. This is Snivelling Little Rat-Faced Git. And this is his wife Dreary Fat Boring Old Git.

Good evening. My name is Equator, Mr Equator Equator. Like round the middle of the Earth, only with an L. This is my wife Audrey, she smells a bit but she has a heart of gold.

Yes...I too have had some difficulty washing these past few days. :codger:

'Ere, there's Alfred Lord Tennyson in the bathroom. :o

It's just a bulletin, Mr. Kelly.

[Citizen of the World]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

[blackhawkrush]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

[Citizen of the World]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

[blackhawkrush]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

[Your_Lion]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

[blackhawkrush]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

It's the Liberal Party candidate, darling.

[Your_Lion]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

It's the Liberal Party candidate, darling.

If I let you in you'll sell me encyclopaedias. :boo hiss:

[blackhawkrush]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

It's the Liberal Party candidate, darling.

If I let you in you'll sell me encyclopaedias. :boo hiss:

Well, there's a "Bridget - Queen of the Whip."

[Your_Lion]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

It's the Liberal Party candidate, darling.

If I let you in you'll sell me encyclopaedias. :boo hiss:

Well, there's a "Bridget - Queen of the Whip."

and with every third book you get dung.

[blackhawkrush]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

It's the Liberal Party candidate, darling.

If I let you in you'll sell me encyclopaedias. :boo hiss:

Well, there's a "Bridget - Queen of the Whip."

and with every third book you get dung.

So, sir, that is, if I may say so, one hundred and eighty-four pounds one and a half p, sir.

[Citizen of the World]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

It's the Liberal Party candidate, darling.

If I let you in you'll sell me encyclopaedias. :boo hiss:

Well, there's a "Bridget - Queen of the Whip."

and with every third book you get dung.

So, sir, that is, if I may say so, one hundred and eighty-four pounds one and a half p, sir.

Oh honestly dear, why do we always have to buy everything just because the Cheap-Laughs have one?

[blackhawkrush]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

It's the Liberal Party candidate, darling.

If I let you in you'll sell me encyclopaedias. :boo hiss:

Well, there's a "Bridget - Queen of the Whip."

and with every third book you get dung.

So, sir, that is, if I may say so, one hundred and eighty-four pounds one and a half p, sir.

Oh honestly dear, why do we always have to buy everything just because the Cheap-Laughs have one?

It's a great conversation piece. :fuckwithadmin:

[Citizen of the World]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

It's the Liberal Party candidate, darling.

If I let you in you'll sell me encyclopaedias. :boo hiss:

Well, there's a "Bridget - Queen of the Whip."

and with every third book you get dung.

So, sir, that is, if I may say so, one hundred and eighty-four pounds one and a half p, sir.

Oh honestly dear, why do we always have to buy everything just because the Cheap-Laughs have one?

It's a great conversation piece. :fuckwithadmin:

Oh, waiter. This conversation isn't very good.

[blackhawkrush]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

It's the Liberal Party candidate, darling.

If I let you in you'll sell me encyclopaedias. :boo hiss:

Well, there's a "Bridget - Queen of the Whip."

and with every third book you get dung.

So, sir, that is, if I may say so, one hundred and eighty-four pounds one and a half p, sir.

Oh honestly dear, why do we always have to buy everything just because the Cheap-Laughs have one?

It's a great conversation piece. :fuckwithadmin:

Oh, waiter. This conversation isn't very good.

Well, everyone is talking about the Third World War which broke out this morning. But here on 'Nationwide' we're going to get away from that a bit. :guitar:

[Your_Lion]

No. No. No. What's the other thing which reads the same backwards as forwards?

Ex-King Zog of Albania reports...

I wish to report a burglary!

Oh, no, not again. :eyeroll: Take it off the hook.

Look! I'm not absolutely certain, but, well I do rather get the impression that there is someone actually knocking on the door at this very moment.

It's the Liberal Party candidate, darling.

If I let you in you'll sell me encyclopaedias. :boo hiss:

Well, there's a "Bridget - Queen of the Whip."

and with every third book you get dung.

So, sir, that is, if I may say so, one hundred and eighty-four pounds one and a half p, sir.

Oh honestly dear, why do we always have to buy everything just because the Cheap-Laughs have one?

It's a great conversation piece. :fuckwithadmin:

Oh, waiter. This conversation isn't very good.

Well, everyone is talking about the Third World War which broke out this morning. But here on 'Nationwide' we're going to get away from that a bit. :guitar:

Well obviously it'll depend how far you've got with your party when the signal for Red Revolt is raised. If you're just having preliminary aperitifs - Dubonnet, a sherry or a sparkling white wine - then the guests will obviously be in a fairly formal mood and it will be difficult to tell which are the communist agitators.