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The gentleman loves Monty Python. I sing in the rather large choir of an Episcopal Church. While a lot of the service reminds him of Monty Python, what particularly comes to mind, when we’re processing up the aisle in our robes, is “Dies ie requiem!” :thud:
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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.
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.
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If I injure myself, my immediate response is “I’ve 'ad Worse!”
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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.
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!
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“Well, I wasn’t expecting that!” starts a round of Inquisition from the family.
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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…”
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.
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!”
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.