Excuse me, old woman...

“Man, sorry. Could you tell me what knight lives in that castle?”
“I’m 37.”
“I’m 37, I’m not old.”
“Well, I can’t just call you man.”
“Well, you could’ve said Dennis”
“I didn’t know you were called Dennis!”

I’m in MPSIMS, after all.

Well it was obvious she was french, with that outrageous accent…

DNFT…oops, sorry real dpr. Got the search image on.

And now for something completely different…monks chanting.

But is he/she repressed?

No, they’re part of an anarcho-syndicist commune but they take turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week.

Listen, strange women lyin’ in ponds distributin’ swords is no basis for a system of government! Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony!

There goes my plan to crown Esther Williams Queen of the Planet.

Damn! Damn! Damn!

" Ooooh! I didn’t know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective …"

" You’re fooling yourself. We’re living in a dictatorship, A self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes… "

" There you are, bringing class into it again … "

Now we see the violence inherent in the system. :slight_smile:

Help! Help! I’m being repressed! (that used to be the error sound on my computer until it very nearly drove me mad.)

Bloody peasant!

Did you hear that? A dead giveaway.

I am Arthur, King of the Britons!
King of the who?
King of the Britons!
Who are the Britons?
We all are! And I am your king!
Weelll, I didn’t vote for you.

If I went round saying I was the Emperor because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they’d put me away.

Dennis, there’s some lovely filth down here!

. . . because some watery tart. . .

This thread seems to be too perilous.

Well, 'ow do you know 'e’s the king?

'e’s the only one ain’t got shit all over 'im.

Or something like that.

“I told you. We’re an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week,…”


“…but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting…”

“Yes, I see.”

“…by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs,…”

“Be quiet!”

“…but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more major–”

“Be quiet! I order you to be quiet!”

“Order, eh? Who does he think he is? Heh.”

“I am your king!”

“Well, I didn’t vote for you.”

You don’t vote for kings.

How did you become king then, eh?