"Are you suggesting coconuts migrate?"

"Look, you stupid bastard. You've got no arms left."

"This new learning amazes me, Sir Bedevere. Explain again how sheep's bladders may be employed to prevent earthquakes."

"I don't wanna talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!"

"Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin.
He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways,
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin!

He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken,
To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!
His head smashed in and his heart cut out
And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged
And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off
And his pen--"

"And after the spanking, the oral sex."

"Yes. Shrubberies are my trade. I am a shrubber. My name is 'Roger the Shrubber'. I arrange, design, and sell shrubberies."

"Shh! We are now the Knights Who Say 'Ecky-ecky-ecky-ecky-pikang-zoop-boing-goodem-zu-owly-zhiv'."

"Then, when you have found the shrubbery, you must place it here beside this shrubbery, only slightly higher so you get the two-level effect with a little path running down the middle."

"Look, that rabbit's got a vicious streak a mile wide! It's a killer!"

"And the Lord spake, saying, 'First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three. No more. No less. Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then, lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.'"

"Look! There's the old man from scene twenty-four!"

"How you English say, 'I one more time, mac, unclog my nose in your direction', sons of a window-dresser! So, you think you could out-clever us French folk with your silly knees-bent running about advancing behavior?! I wave my private parts at your aunties, you cheesy lot of second hand electric donkey-bottom biters."

Ser Fuzzy of the Cunfuzzlies, Master of a couple of Cunfuzzling.....Thingies

"People would eat up what you write like flies to a pile of shit!"

"I never metamorphisis I didn't like."
[cheesy laughter] AHAHAHAHA!!! [/cheesy laughter]

Edited by: Cave Dweller of Thenn at: 3/20/03 9:26:28 pm

NISUS WETTUS:
Next. Crucifixion?
PRISONER #1:
Yes.
NISUS:
Good. Out of the door. Line on the left. One cross each. Next. Crucifixion?
PRISONER #2:
Yes.
NISUS:
Good. Out of the door. Line on the left. One cross each. Next. Crucifixion?
MR. CHEEKY:
Ah, no. Freedom.
JAILER:
Hmm?
NISUS:
What?
MR. CHEEKY:
Eh, freedom for me. They said I hadn't done anything, so I could go free and live on an island somewhere.
NISUS:
Oh. Oh, well, that's jolly good. Well, off you go, then.
MR. CHEEKY:
Naa, I'm only pulling your leg. It's crucifixion, really.
NISUS:
Oh, ho ho.
MR. CHEEKY:
Heh heh heh hehh.
NISUS:
I see. Uh, very good. Very good. Well, out of the door. One--
MR. CHEEKY:
Yeah. I know the way. Out of the door.
NISUS:
Line on--
MR. CHEEKY:
One cross each. Line on the left.
NISUS:
Line on the left.
MR. CHEEKY:
Heh heh.
NISUS:
Yes. Thank you. Crucifixion?
PRISONER #4:
Yes.
NISUS:
Good.