In This Thread, We Say...
 

Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-PTANG Zoom-Boing Z'nourrwringmm.

and one of my favorites:

Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot. He was not afraid to die, oh 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 kneecap split, and his body burned away, and his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin. His head smashed in and heart cut out, and his liver removed, and his bowels unplugged, and his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off and his penis split...

oh my god i love you! a monty python thread! to which i say:

And there was much rejoycing...yaaaay. :D

<-- looking at the penguin on her telly!

Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!

http://tinypic.com/vkkmw

"What are you gonna do, bleed on me?!"

"What is your favorite color?"
"Blue. No yel....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

what is the airspeed of an unladen swallow?
African or European?
Oh I don't NAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!

Best.Movie.Ever.

When we were studying the Theater of the Absurd and Absurdist literature in honors Eng. 2 in high school, we had to watch that movie in class. It was TREMENDOUS!

Roger the Shrubber

Cardinal Fang, fetch the COMFY CHAIR!

I knew that was coming when I read the title of the thread.

The best was watching this at a drumline party and this freshman was smashed and had never seen the movie and the very first thing out of his mouth was: "He's not even riding a F&*%ing horse" And then the other freshman who got up to shut it off at "intermission" because she thought it was over....HA!

BRING OUT YER DEAD
BRING OUT YER DEAD


"She turned me into a newt."
"A newt?"
"I got better."

In the frozen land of Nador...they were forced to eat Robin's minstrels...and there was much rejoicing.

its just a flesh wound!

Help! Help! I'm being oppressed!

Come see the violence inherent in the system!

The can-can scene. (No, let's NOT go to Camelot.)

The coconuts.

Sir Robin's shield suddenly sporting a chicken.

why waste a good search & copy?
 

Scene: A cafe. One table is occupied by a group of Vikings wearing horned helmets. Whenever the word "spam" is repeated, they begin singing and/or chanting. A man and his wife enter. The man is played by Eric Idle, the wife is played by Graham Chapman (in drag), and the waitress is played by Terry Jones, also in drag.

Man: You sit here, dear.
Wife: All right.
Man: Morning!
Waitress: Morning!
Man: Well, what've you got?
Waitress: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam;
Vikings: Spam spam spam spam...
Waitress: ...spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam...
Vikings: Spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!
Waitress: ...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.
Wife: Have you got anything without spam?
Waitress: Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.
Wife: I don't want ANY spam!
Man: Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?
Wife: THAT'S got spam in it!
Man: Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?
Vikings: Spam spam spam spam... (Crescendo through next few lines...)
Wife: Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?
Waitress: Urgghh!
Wife: What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!
Vikings: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up!
Vikings: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up! (Vikings stop) Bloody Vikings! You can't have egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam.
Wife: I don't like spam!
Man: Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss. I'll have your spam. I love it. I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam and spam!
Vikings: Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up!! Baked beans are off.
Man: Well could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?
Waitress: You mean spam spam spam spam spam spam... (but it is too late and the Vikings drown her words)
Vikings: (Singing elaborately...) Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam! Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam. Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Spam spam spam spam!

Three is the number that thou shalt count, and thou shalt count to three.

Oh Lord bless this, thy holy handgrenade, so that I may blast mine enimies into little bits, in thy mercy. And they, being not in your sight. Thinkst not of it.

She's a witch!!
She turned me into a newt...I got better. :D

Oh...
 

I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay;
I sleeps at night and I works all day.

I cut down trees
I eat my lunch
I go to the la-va-tree
On Wednesdays I go shopping,
and have buttered scones for tea.

I cut down trees
I skip and jump
I like to press wild flowers
I put on women's clothing
and hang around bars

I cut down trees
I wear high heels
suspenders and a bra
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear pa-pa!

What also floats in water?
lead... apples... very small rocks... great gravy... churches, churches... a Duck!

one, two, five!
Three sir, three!

Dead Bishop on the landing!

the oral sex! the oral sex!