Stop. Who would cross the Bridge of Death must answer me these questions three, ere the other side he see.
No, there’s a gap in the middle, there.
What is your name?
Look, I told you, you bastard, I’m not on a wire.
What is your quest?
That’s a rather personal question, sir.
Anyway, this rather pointless bickering went on for some time until…
What? I don’t know. Aaaaarrrgh!
Why is it that these new Lurex dancing tights go baggy at the knees after only a couple of evenings’ fun? Bring back the old canvas ones, I say.
I want you to hand over all the lupins you’ve got.
My, isn’t it hot in here.
Well, you did say “Jehovah.”
Oh, King, eh, very nice.
Some things in life are bad. They can really make you mad.
Bit awkward, I’m a bit stuck.
Have you confused your cat lately?
Morning. Upstairs. Be careful, it’s very steep. Almost there.
it’s 6:00, and now its time for the penguin on your telly to explode
You see, people don’t just turn into a Scotsman for no reason at all…
If I were not before the bar
Something else I’d like to be
If I were not a barr-is-ter
An engine driver me!
With a chuffchuffchuff
And a…chuff…chuff…
…chuff…
…chuff…
(glumly sits back down)