'Tis true — everything reminds me of a Monty Python bit

[Oeditpus Rex]

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_mesg&forum=105&topic_id=5774535&mesg_id=5774566

If you post here, I shall prove it.

[Book Lover]

1. My last day of work is tomorrow

What say you to that, sir?

[Oeditpus Rex]

4. Going on holiday?

Snap, snap, wink, wink, grin, grin, nudge, nudge?

[Book Lover]

9. What exactly are you implying?

[BarenakedLady]

11. Say no more.

;-)

[asthmaticeog]

2. No it doesn't.

[BarenakedLady]

6. yes it does.

[Oeditpus Rex]

7. Yes, it does

Well-played, Squire. :thumbsup:

[BarenakedLady]

3. "I feel happy! I feel happy!"

Oh wait, that's just too easy. hehe

[Oeditpus Rex]

8. Why?

Because you 'aven't got shit all over you? :shrug:

[BarenakedLady]

10. No because I'm not dead

I'm feeling better

[Blue-Jay]

5. Ron Cey

[Oeditpus Rex]

13. 'What do penguins eat? Penguins!'

"Oh, penguins! Cannelloni! Lasagna! Moussaka! Lobster thermidor! Escalopes de veau à l'estragon avec endives gratinéed with cheese!"




You set me up for that one.

[Blue-Jay]

15. Glad to be of service!

:D

[Call Me Wesley]

12. Dinsdale?

Dinsdale?

[Oeditpus Rex]

14. 'Even the police began to stand up and take notice'

[Call Me Wesley]

16. And now for something completely different (before I'm off.)

(Scene: a wartime RAF station)

Call Me Wesley: Morning, Squadron Leader.
Oeditpus Rex: What-ho, Squiffy.
Call Me Wesley: How was it?
Oeditpus Rex: Top-hole. Bally Jerry, pranged his kite right in the how's-your-father; hairy blighter, dicky-birded, feathered back on his sammy, took a waspy, flipped over on his Betty Harpers and caught his can in the Bertie.
Call Me Wesley: Er, I'm afraid I don't quite follow you, Squadron Leader.
Oeditpus Rex: It's perfectly ordinary banter, Squiffy. Bally Jerry, pranged his kite right in the how's-your-father; hairy blighter, dicky-birded, feathered back on his sammy, took a waspy, flipped over on his Betty Harpers and caught his can in the Bertie.
Call Me Wesley: No, I'm just not understanding banter at all well today. Give us it slower.
Oeditpus Rex: Banter's not the same if you say it slower, Squiffy.

AIR RAID SIRENS
(Enter Will Pitt, out of breath)

Will Pitt: Bunch of monkeys on the ceiling, sir! Grab your egg-and-fours and let's get the bacon delivered!
Oeditpus Rex: I didn't get a word of it.
Call Me Wesley: Sorry, old man, we don't understand your banter.
Will Pitt: You know -- bally tenpenny ones dropping in the custard! Um -- Charlie choppers chucking a handful!
Call Me Wesley: No no -- sorry. Say it slower, old chap.
Will Pitt: Slower *banter*, sir?
Call Me Wesley: Ra-ther.
Will Pitt: Um -- sausage squad up the blue end?
Oeditpus Rex: No, still don't get it.
Will Pitt: Um -- cabbage crates coming over the briny?

Oeditpus Rex: But by then it was too late. The first cabbage crates hit London on July the 7th. That was just the beginning.
Call Me Wesley: Five shillings a dozen? That's ordinary cabbages, is it? And what about the bombs? ... Good Lord, they _are_ expensive.

[Oeditpus Rex]

17. ROFL!

:rofl: :rofl: :rofl:

:yourock:

[BarenakedLady]

18. ROFL

:rofl:

[Oeditpus Rex]

19. Oddly enough

I just watched that episode last night.


Anything goes in!
Anything goes out!
Fish, bananas, old pyjamas
Mutton, beef and trout!

:rofl:

[RevolutionaryActs]

20. Is that so?

[Oeditpus Rex]

21. 'It's all done with the eyes'

"Yes, Mr. Keith Maniac from Guatemala."

[RevolutionaryActs]

22. Oh, fine you win.

I was hoping to catch you off gard. :evilfrown:

:P

[Oeditpus Rex]

23. I cannot be defeated!

Also, my dog's got no nose.

[RevolutionaryActs]

24. Damn it!

:spray:


You're cleaning that up. :P

[Oeditpus Rex]

26. I am, huh?

Whadya think I am? 'The lady who does' for Mrs. Entrail? x(

[RevolutionaryActs]

28. Yes, actually.

:shrug:

[maveric]

25. My boss is a control-freak, fundie, nazi asshole.

Give it a shot my friend!

[Oeditpus Rex]

27. He look like these guys?

[maveric]

29. Damn! You're good!