She's turned me into a newt! |
Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government! |
The Adventures of Baron Munchausen. |
The Castle Aaahhhgggg - our quest is at an end. |
There's nothing an agnostic can't do if he doesn't know whether he believes in anything or not |
This is a dead parrot! |
Tonight, instead of discussing the existence or non- existence of God, they have decided to fight for it |
We are no longer the knights who say ni! We are now the knights who say ekki-ekki-ekki-pitang-zoom-boing! |
Ximinez: Now, old woman -- you are accused of heresy on three counts -- heresy by thought, heresy by word, heresy by deed, and heresy by action -- *four* counts. Do you confess? Wilde: I don't understand what I'm accused of. Ximinez: Ha! Then we'll make you understand! Biggles! Fetch...THE CUSHIONS! Biggles: Here they are, lord. Ximinez: Now, old lady -- you have one last chance. Confess the heinous sin of heresy, reject the works of the ungodly -- *two* last chances. And you shall be free -- *three* last chances. You have three last chances, the nature of which I have divulged in my previous utterance. Wilde: I don't know what you're talking about. Ximinez: Right! If that's the way you want it -- Cardinal! Poke her with the soft cushions! Ximinez: Confess! Confess! Confess! Biggles: It doesn't seem to be hurting her, lord. Ximinez: Have you got all the stuffing up one end? Biggles: Yes, lord. |
Yes. Shrubberies are my trade. I am a shrubber. My name is Rogerthe Shrubber. I arrange, design, and sell shrubberies. |
You don't like her??? She's beautiful and rich... and got huge...... tracks of land! |
Your highness, when I said that you are like a stream of bat's piss, I only mean that you shine out like a shaft of gold when all around it is dark |