Help, Help! I’m being impressed!
Let the mirth continue–just not in General Questions. Since the OP is answered, let’s go to MPSIMS.
samclem GQ moderator
“Help, help! I must post a jest!”
“Help! whelp… we’ve been moved to MPSIMS.”
“Help, help! I need more zest!”
–last time I made Alfredo sauce, we had no lemons in the house 
Or for Arthur himself, of course. Remember the whole situation with Mordred?
Help help, I’m being undressed! -followup to “help help I’m being caressed” 
psssst Samclem, we’re still in GQ.
Bloody peasant!
Pretty much everywhere, circa 1968. I guess you are of an age where you never got caught up in those discussions.
Favorite line: “Oh, there you go bringing class into it again.”
And “Help, help, I’m being expressed!” per Steve Buscemi in Fargo.
Help, help! We’re putting GQ to the test!
HELP! HELP! I can’t find my 1920’s Style Death Ray.
Well, it had to be said.
You’ve got to make it rhyme at least a little:
Help! Help! I can’t find my 1920’s Style Ray of Death
hmmm…too many syllables
“You can’t go claiming Supreme Executive Power just because some watery bint lobbed a scimitar at you!”
Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
Ignore! Ignore! this is only a test!
- Safety Alert Broadcast System
Help! Help! It’s cardiac arrest! GACKTasdfxccccccccccccccccccc
Re: the line in the OP:
In the series of WarCraft games from Blizzard, there is something of a running gag in which, if you click repeatedly on the various characters in the game, they start saying amusing things. In WarCraft III, repeatedly clicking on a peasant will eventually get you, “Help! Help! I’m being oppressed!”
Other fun peasant lines from WCIII:
“You’re the king? Well I didn’t vote for you!”
“Sire, we found a witch! May we burn her?”
(The best line of this sort, IMO, was from WarCraft II, in which there was exactly one female character in the entire game. Enough clicks on her would get the simpering response, “You don’t touch the other elves that way.”)
Help! Help! My 1920’s Style Death Ray is being repressed!
If I went around, sayin’ I was an emperor, because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they’d put me away!