Shut up, Mister Gumby!
That’s you, m’lud, not you, m’lud.
The Jodrells win every bloody year… makes you vomit … dad?
Fuck off. I’m full.
What a great twit!
Watkins, you’ve only been in the army a day.
I’ll have the lot.
And finally, monsieur, a wafer-thin mint.
Wink, wink, nudge, nudge.
But our sales would plummet!
I know sir but people get killed, properly dead, sir, no barley cross fingers, sir.
Pointed sticks? Ho, ho, ho. We want to learn how to defend ourselves against pointed sticks, do we? Getting all high and mighty, eh? Fresh fruit not good enough for you eh? Well I’ll tell you something my lad. When you’re walking home tonight and some great homicidal maniac comes after you with a bunch of loganberries, don’t come crying to me! Now, the passion fruit. When your assailant lunges at you with a passion fruit, thus…
Now, nobody likes a good laugh more than I do…except perhaps my wife and some of her friends…oh yes and Captain Johnston. Come to think of it most people likes a good laugh more than I do. But that’s beside the point.
Oh, don’t be such a baby.
It’s just a flesh wound.
No idea, sorry.
Are they too Jewish? I made Judas the most Jewish.
That’s what being a Protestant’s all about. That’s why it’s the church for me. That’s why it’s the church for anyone who respects the individual and the individual’s right to decide for him or herself. When Martin Luther nailed his protest up to the church door in 1517, he may not have realized the full significance of what he was doing!
Welcome, gentle Sir Knight, welcome to the Castle Anthrax!
Well, we’re about to witness All-in Wrestling, brought to you tonight, ladies and gentlemen, by the makers of Scum, the world’s first combined hair oil, foot ointment, and salad dressing; and by the makers of Titan, the novelty nuclear missile. You never know when it’ll go off.