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twickster, Cafe Society mod
I merged Hypo-Toad’s thread into an existing thread.
twickster, Cafe Society mod
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The acid test:
Wankel Rotary Engine
My family saw And Now for Something Completely Different in a theater on a trip to Britain in the fall of 1971. I think it was recommended by someone at one of the B&Bs we were staying at.
I was knocked out. We had never heard of Monty Python, and the TV shows wouldn’t be broadcast on public TV in the U.S. for another couple of years, but when they were, I was already a devoted fan.
Nitpick: It’s toffee-nosed.
Don’t remember exactly when I saw MP for the first time, I think I was in my early teens. I do remember the first skit I ever saw was “The Dead Parrot Sketch” and it was all over from there 
No, you may not give urine instead of blood.
Shut up, the lot of you!
Now stay there.
I first saw them on a summer replacement show that took over the spot of Dean Martin’s show. They had comedy stuff from all over, and it included some of Monty Python’s stuff (Including the “Tough Grannies” routine) for what I think was the first time in the US. Certainly they would never have run the Pythons uncut on American commercial TV. I loved it, but it wasn’t until I saw And Now for Something Completely Different that I saw them again. I remember friends asking me if Monty Python was that guy with the weird-facing eye (actually Marty Feldman) – nobody knew who or what Monty Python was. But shortly after that they started appearing on PBS (uncut!), and their books and albums started coming out.
Semprini?
Where I grew up, in the 70’s we had three channels. One was in French, one ran rotating networks (NBC from 9 to 12, ABC from 12 to 4, for example) and PBS.
One day my friend told me he stayed up late and saw this really funny show on PBS with these goofy British guys with hankies on their heads, or dressed as women and hitting each other with fish.
I was like 10 years old. It consumed us. Our little group of reprobates were the ones piping up in class … ( … I’m not dead yet … I don’t like spam! … blumonge! … Dinsdale … Church Police … ). Most people didn’t know what the hell we were going on about. It was great.
:eek: My lack of God! It’s Trotsky!
Another nitpick: blancmange.
Specifically, Riley.
It’s a fair cop.
My hovercraft is full of eels!
And now : a larch.
But it’s my only line!
Nobody likes Monty Python more than I do!
Except perhaps my wife.
And some of her friends.
Oh yes, and Captain Johnson…
Come to think of it, most people like Monty Python more than I do. But that’s beside the point!
Dammit, BrainGlutton, now it looks like I’m not going to get any work done today. But that’s OK, because: It’s dull. Dull. Dull. My God it’s dull, it’s so desperately dull and tedious and stuffy and boring and des-per-ate-ly DULL.