Monty Python non sequitur thread (Part 1)

And now for something completely diff…

Nigel Incubator-Jones, his best friend is a tree, and in his spare time he’s a stockbroker. Gervaise Brook-Hampster is in the Guards, and his father uses him as a wastepaper basket.

(What’s with all the sentence fragments, PP?)

(Just having fun.)

No. 1. The Larch. The… Larch.

…The fir
The mighty Scots pine
The lofty flowering cherry
The plucky little aspen
The limping Roo tree of Nigeria
The towering Wattle of Aldershot
The Maidenhead Weeping Water Plant
The naughty Leicestershire Flashing Oak
The flatulent Elm of West Ruislip
The Quercus Maximus Bamber Gascoigni
The Epigillus
The Barter Hughius Greenus
With my best girl by my side
We’d sing! Sing! Sing!

Isn’t it awfully nice to have a penis?
Isn’t it frightfully good to have a dong?
It’s swell to have a stiffy,
It’s divine to own a dick.
From the tiniest little tadger
To the world’s biggest prick!

He’s buggered off!

No. I’m leaving. I’m off. I’m going. I’ve never…

So he has. He’s scarpered!

Bravely ran away, away.

I didn’t!

I’m sorry, I’m not allowed to argue anymore.

Now that’s what I call a dead parrot.

Doug and Dinsdale Piranha were born, on probation, in this small house in Kipling Road, Southwark, the eldest sons in a family of sixteen. Their father Arthur Piranha, a scrap metal dealer and TV quizmaster, was well known to the police, and a devout Catholic. In 1928 he had married Kitty Malone, an up-and-coming East End boxer.

Well, there we are, another year has been too soon alas ended and I think none more than myself can be happier at this time than I … am.

It’s a fair cop, but society’s to blame.

Don’t say the kid’s name, vic!

C. OF E. FILMS
IN ASSOCIATION WITH THE SUNDAY SCHOOLS BOARD
PRESENT
THE BISHOP
STARRING THE REVEREND E. P. NESBITT
AND INTRODUCING F. B. GRIMSBY URQHART-WRIGHT AS THE VOICE OF GOD
SPECIAL EFFECTS BY THE MODERATOR OF THE CHURCH OF SCOTLAND
DIRECTED BY PREBENDARY “CHOPPER” HARRIS

(Yes, Discourse, this is what I want to post).

We was too late. The Reverend Grundy bit the ceiling.

Splunge!

Look on! Clear off! Go on! Go away! Go away! Go away! And you! Clear off!