Mr. Vercotti, are you sure there isn’t a spade?
Hello again, and welcome to the show. Tonight we continue to look at some famous deaths. Tonight we start with the wonderful death of Genghis Khan, conqueror of India. Take it away Genghis.
Yes. Good. Nibbling the earlobe, uhh, kneading the buttocks, and so on and so forth. So, we have all these possibilities before we stampede towards the clitoris, Watson.
Ah - good evening everyone, and welcome to the second of our Italian language classes, in which we’ll be helping you brush up your Italian. Last week we started at the beginning, and we learnt the Italian for a ‘spoon’. Now, I wonder how many of you can remember what it was?
I don’t know much about art but I know what I like!
Yes, mothers, new improved Whizzo butter containing 10% more or less is absolutely indistinguishable from a dead crab. Remember, buy Whizzo butter and go to HEAVEN!
It’s funny how one can go through life, as I have, disliking bananas and being indifferent to cheese, and then be able to eat, and enjoy, a banana and cheese sandwich like that.
He’s going to split a railway carriage with his nose.
Good evening. One of the main elements in any assessment of the medieval open field farming system is the availability of oxen for the winter plowing. Professor Tofts of the University of Manchester puts it like this:
To plough once in the Winter
sowing and again in lent
Sowing with as many oxen
Sowing with as many oxen
As he shall have yoked in the plough
Oh yeah, oh yeah
As he shall have yoked in the plough
oh yeah yeah
oh yeah
oh yeah
Holy Grail gets a new trailer: http://now.msn.com/monty-python-and-the-holy-grail-modern-trailer-goes-viral
Let us not go to Camelot. It is a silly place.
The only difficult bit for Ron is getting out of the Earth’s atmosphere. Er, once he’s in orbit he’ll be able to run straight to Mercury.
First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three. No more. No less. Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once at the number three, being the third number to be reached, then, lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.
I am now extremely hopeful that Ron will break the world record for remaining underground. He’s a wonderful boy for this, he’s got this really enormous talent, this really huge talent.
Don’t say that word!
Ni!
Splunge!
Spam! Spam! Spam! Spam! Lovely Spam! Lovely Spam!
Don’t call me señor! I’m not a Spanish person. You must call me Mr Biggles, or Group Captain Biggles or Mary Biggles if I’m dressed as my wife, but never señor!
You went to Ibiza last year.