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Pie Jesu domine
dona eis requiem
(Blessed Lord Jesus let them rest)
You can just claim that you got confused.
Actually, there are certain situations where I always think of Monty Python. The greatest example is the fanfare that announces the start of Christmas services at my mom’s church. I burst out laughing every time I hear that because it sounds exactly like the fanfare played in the Holy Grail and starts just as suddenly.
Edited to add: my sister spends the whole service after that elbowing me in the ribs to get me to stop giggling and snorting.
All of the above. Thank you, more please!
As any long-time D&D player can tell you, no session is complete without at least one obligatory MP reference. If it’s a fun group, then you also need to have your Princess Bride reference, your Army of Darkness reference, and a few others too.
Like the last session where one guy went down in negatives from an arrow shot.
“Message for you sir!”
but was immediately healed to 2 hit points.
“I’m not dead yet”
Then quickly healed to almost maximum hit points.
“In fact, I’m feeling quite well now…”
And I default to “it’s just a flesh wound!”
When I stayed at Caesar’s Palace last year, I was in the Centurion Tower. So everytime I got on the Centurion elevators I had to say “Thenturian!” ala Life of Brian.
And pointed sticks.
Shut up!
In the ER there are lots ‘flesh wound’ and ‘not dead yet’ moments.
Whenever anybody, anywhere, asks if there are any questions, I think, and often say, ‘what’s the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?’
When I was setting up my online banking stuff, one of the “hint” questions was “what is your favorite color”
sadly, it didn’t allow me to set “Blue, no, Yellow, AAARRRGH!” as the answer, so I picked another hint category
Whenever I’m playing Civ, and a city completes construction on its aqueduct, I raise my hand and say in a squeaky voice, “The aqueduct?”
“Bring me a…”
The kiddo often says, “Mom, will you bring me a…” and the hubby and I interject “shrubbery?” He’s not old enough for MP yet, but someday he’ll think we’re witty!
I discovered a fellow MP fan in my office. He was in my office when I received a distressing telephone call from the repair shop.
I put down the receiver, looked at him mournfully and without thinking said “I didn’t expect it to be the transmission…”
He hit it out of the park.
Any theory about brontosauruses.
obviously
In the ER there are lots ‘flesh wound’ and ‘not dead yet’ moments.
op by outlierrn
When I deal with the medical profession, I half expect someone to tell me, “There’s nothing wrong with you an expensive operation can’t prolong.”
And, from the same skit: “What a slit!”
More D&D;
I’m playing in a War of the Burning Sky campaign, in which the Ragesian Empire is the bad guys and they send out Inquisitors, of which we’ve fought a few.
Cue your own jokes.
Our main weapon is surprise…
We caught one torturing an NPC once. Had to ask about the Comfy Chair.
and always
Just a little peril?
Any machine that goes “ping!”, or the most expensive machine in the hospital.
My parrot, called Brian (he’s a very naughty boy).
Idiot drivers are invited to play “spot the moron” - There he is! No, over there. Behind the bush.
Is this a five minute argument, or the full half hour? Will defuse about half the squabbles with my parents (MP was the first program I was allowed to stay up late for).
And today, because it is Autumn here, I was watching leaves falling and saying, “Mummy? Daddy? Oh no! (sob sob) Aaahhh!”
Coconuts. I can’t see them or hear the word without making the gallop sound with my tongue, and the motions with my hands.
Sperm. Even the mention of other names for it - jizz, spooge, skeet, etc. - prompts me to burst into song about their sacredness.
The aforementioned wafer thin mint, flesh wound, and lumberjack, as well as Spam.
Bruce
Any mention of The Bishop does it for me.
Is that right?
No Iwas completely wasting your time.
Today we will have marching Hup and down the square unless of course you’ve got anything better to do?
Er well sarge I wouldnt mind going to the pictures.
Well off you go then lad.
Anyone silly enough to finish a sentence in my presence with “… know what I mean?” will immediately be met with “Of course, of course! Nudge, Nudge, Wink, Wink, Say no more, say no more… A nod’s as good as a wink to a blind bat.” 
I also reduced an entire meeting full of staff to tears of laughter after someone who was given a presentation announced “And we plan to meet our sales and budgetary targets for this financial year with…” and I interjected “A HERRING!”.
We had a new guy ring the store once asking for our address so he could transfer some stock that we didn’t particularly want. I told him it was “Behind the Hot Water Pipes, Third Washroom Along, Victoria Station, London”. He believed me, too… his store manager had to explain I was just yanking his chain. 
I’m glad the people I work with are Monty Python fans. 