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Quote by Calista
Sheer Bliss :twisted:

Sheer Bliss is your avatar ;) Just put on the Holy Grail DVD ... got to get a python fix.. oh Knights of NI click here for sounds:
Waiter "And how does sir feel?"
Creosote "Better"
<pause>
Creosote "Better get a bucket"
"Just one more waffer thin mint?"
Brian :Theres no pleaseing some people
Leaper :Thats just what jesus said sir!
___________________________________
Prisioner :you probalby get cuxifition
Brian :Crixifiction!!!!
Prisoner :yeh first offence
Quote by tallnhairy
Sheer Bliss :twisted:

Sheer Bliss is your avatar ;) Just put on the Holy Grail DVD ... got to get a python fix.. oh Knights of NI click here for sounds:
I have the msn beta and have a whole monty python sounds add on :twisted: sheer bliss and I torment my MP matey's LOL
Ta for the compliment .. thought it was time for an airing ;) ;)
Man: Er, excuse me, I want to get married.
Registrar: I'm afraid I'm already married.
Man:Er, no, no. I just want to get married.
Registrar:I could get a divorce, I suppose, but that would be a bit of a wrench.
Man: Er, no, no. That wouldn't be necessary because—
Registrar: You see, would you come to my place or should I have to come to yours, because I've got a big mortgage.
Man: No, no. I want to get married here.
Registrar: Oh, dear. I had my heart set on a church wedding.
all time fav python song- end of meaning life last verse
Just pray that there's inteligent life somewhere up in space coz there's bugger all down here on earth.
and what about
insite nice to have a penise (can't remember the words think last line is about not getting out in public someone with song book enlighten me please)
Quote by sparky230
insite nice to have a penise (can't remember the words think last line is about not getting out in public someone with song book enlighten me please)

INTRO: Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Here's a little number I tossed off recently in the Caribbean.
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.
So three cheers for you will or John Thomas,
Hooray for you're one-eyed trouser snake,
Your piece of pork, you're wife's best friend,
Your percy or your cock,
You can wrap it up in ribbions,
You can slip it in your sock,
But don't take it out in public,
or they will stick you in the dock,
And you won't come back.
Quote by Scandal
Is this where you come for an argument?

Do you want to have the full argument, or were you thinking of taking a course?
OH knights who say... ... ... um ... who until recently said ni...
Always look on the bright side of life
Brian to crowd : You're all individuals
Crowd : We are all individuals
Individual : I'm not
Brian: I'm not the Messiah! Will you please listen? I am not the Messiah, do you understand? Honestly!
Girl:Only the true Messiah denies His divinity.
Brian: What? Well, what sort of chance does that give me? All right! I am the Messiah!
Followers: He is! He is the Messiah!
Brian: Now, fuck off!

Arthur: How shall we fuck off, O Lord?
i used to get up at ten o'clock at night, half hour before i went to bed, work 29 hrs down pit, AND pay owner for privilege of working there, then our mum n dad would kill us n dance about on our graves.
but you try telling that to young uns today n they wont believe you!
d`ya get wafers with it . ?
FOUR YORKSHIREMEN SKETCH
========================
(Hawaiian music)
Man#1 (Michael Palin) Aye! Very fussable, eh? Very fussable bit, that? eh?
Man#2 (Graham Chapman): Grand meal, that was, eh?
Others: Yes, wonderful, yes very good..
Man#2: Nothing like a good glass of Chateau le Shlasseler, eh, Guissay?
Man#3 (Terry Jones): Oh, you're right there, Obadiah.
Man#4 (Eric Idle): Who'd 'ave thought, thirty year ago, we'd all be
sitting here drinking Chateau de Shlasseler, eh?
Man#1: Aye, in them days we was glad to have the price of a cup of tea!
Man#2: Aye, a cup of cold tea!
Man#4: Without milk or sugar!
Man#3: Or tea!
Man#1: Aye, in a cracked cup and all!
Man#4: Oh, we never had a cup. We used to have to drink out of a
rolled-up newspaper!
Man#2: Aye, the best we could manage in those days was to suck on a piece
of damp cloth!
Man#3: Aye, but we were happy in those days, though we were poor.
Man#1: Because we were poor! My old dad used to say to me: Money
doesn't buy you happiness!
Man#4: Aye, he was right, I was happier then and I had nothing. We
used to live in this tiny old house with great big holes in the
roof.
Man#2: House! You were lucky to live in a house! We had to all live
in one room, all twenty-six of us, no furniture, half the floor
was missing, and were all huddled together in a corner for
fear of falling!
Man#3: You were lucky to have a room! We used to 'ave to live in a corridor!
Man#1: Oh, we used to DREAM of living in a corridor. It would have
been a palace to us. We used to have to live in an old
water tank in a rubbish pit. We got woke up every morning
by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us!
House! Huh!
Man#4: Well, when I say house, it was only a hole in the ground
covered by a sheet of tarpaulin, but it was a house to us!
Man#2: We were evicted from our hole in the ground. We had to go and
live in a lake!
Man#3: You were lucky to have a lake! There were a hundred and fifty
of us, living in a shoebox in the middle of the road!
Man#1: Cardboard box?
Man#3: Aye!
Man#1: You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in
a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the
morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread,
go to work down at the mill, fourteen hours a day, week in, week
out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home, our dad would
thrash us to sleep with his belt.
(slight pause)
Man#2: Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock
in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of damp gravel,
work a twenty-hour day at the mill for tuppence a month, and when
we got home, our dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken
bottle, if we were lucky!
Man#3: Well, of course, we 'ad it tough! We used to have to get up
out of the shoebox at twelve o'clock at night, and lick the road clean
with our tongue. We 'ad two bits of cold gravel, and worked a
twenty-four hour day at the mill for six or seventy-four years, and
when we got home, our dad would slash it to us with a bread knife.
Man#4: Right. I had to get up at ten o'clock at night, half an hour
before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work
twenty-nine hours a day down at the mill and pay the mill owner for
permission to come to work, and when we got home, our
mother and father would kill us and dance on our graves
singing Halleluja.
Man#1: Aye, and you try telling young people of today that. And
they won't believe you.
Man#4: Aye, they won't!

Quoted from old thread...
Mike.
what about:- It's a rabbit you stupid scots git, you made me soil my armour.
Aye but has big pointy teeth.
Attack
rabbit thens batters kights followed by
RUN AWAY
Was looking for something with "my friend the search button" and dug up this little treasure smile
I still haven't got that DVD box set back mad :x :x
C x
Is it a Stockbroker?
Is it a Quantity Surveyor?
Is it a Church Warden?
No! It's Bicycle Repair Man!
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THE PFJ ?
I"IF YOU SAY ONE MORE WORD I'M GONNA KNOCK YOUR B-- LOCK OFF !!! "
" bIG nOSE "
ok, was gonna post the noel coward song but got beaten to it (thatll teach me to not be here for a cpl of days! lol)
personally i've always loved eric the half a bee, but im usually in the minority....
'Intro-
Take it away Eric the Orchestra Leader....
Orchestra Leader -
A-one, two, A-one two three four
Lead Singer - (spoken to piano accompaniment)
Half a bee, philosophically
Must ipso facto, half not be.
But half a bee, has got to be,
Vis a vis its entity.
Do you see?
But can a bee be said to be
Or not to be an entire bee,
When half the bee is not a bee
Due to some ancient injury.
Singing! . . .
All sing -
La di di, one two three,
Eric the half a bee.
A B C D E F G
Eric the half a bee
Lead Singer -
Is this wretched demi-bee,
Half asleep upon my knee,
Some freak from a menagerie?
All shout -
No! Its Eric the Half a Bee.
All sing -
Fiddle di dum, fiddle di dee,
Eric the Half a Bee.
Ho ho ho, tee hee hee,
Eric the Half a Bee.
Lead Singer -
I love this hive employ-ee-ee,
Bisected accidentally,
One summer afternoon by me,
I love him carnally.
All sing -
He loves him carnally...
Lead Singer -
Semi-carnally.
(speaks)
The End
Voice-
Cyril Connoly?
Lead Singer -
No, semi-carnally.
Voice-
Oh.
All sing -
(quietly)
Cyril Connoly
(end with elaborate whistle)
and for those that can never remember all the words.....
Intro-
Whenever life gets you down Mrs Brown,
And things seem hard or tough,
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft
And you feel that youve had quite enough....
Piano starts...
Just remember that youre standing on a planet thats evolving,
And revolving at 900 miles an hour
Thats orbiting at 90 miles a second, so its reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me, and all the stars that we can see,
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at 40,000 miles an hour,
Of a galaxy we call the Milky Way.
Our galaxy itself contains 100 billion stars,
Its 100,000 light years side to side,
It bulges in the middle, 16,000 light years thick
But by us its just 3,000 light years wide
We're 30,000 light years from galactic central point,
We go round every 200 million years
And our galaxy itself is one of millions and billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go - at the speed of light you know,
12 million miles a minute - and thats the fastest speed there is
So remember when youre feeling very small and insecure
How amazingly unlikely is your birth
And pray that theres intelligent life somewhere up in space
Because theres bugger-all down here on Earth!
(if i ever had the opportunity to record a cd - those two would be ghost tracks at the end!!)
this beer is like making love in a boat
fucking close to water :cheers:
Quote by happy go lucky 1
this beer is like making love in a boat
fucking close to water :cheers:

Good try, but I think you'll find it's:
We find your American beer to be like making love in a canoe - it's fucking close to water.
My own personal favourite:
Venezuelan Beaver Cheese?
No.
and then there's 'the joke' - obviously i cant type it here, wouldnt want you all keeling over dead!! lol but what a sketch - not sure why cos its certainly not the best python, but it always makes me chuckle biggrin
Good evening. Here is the news for Parrots:
Now you try tellin the youth of today that ....................and they wont believe you .
Wolfsnipple Chips
MANDY COHEN
Who are you?
WISE MAN 1
We are three wise men.
MANDY
What?!
WISE MAN 1
We are three wise men.
MANDY
Well, what are you doing creeping around a cow shed at two o'clock in the
morning? That doesn't sound very wise to me!
WISE MAN 3
We are astrologers.
WISE MAN 1
We have come from the east.
MANDY (suspiciously)
Is this some kind of joke?
WISE MAN 2
We wish to praise the infant.
WISE MAN 1
We must pay homage to him.
MANDY
Homage? You're drunk! It's disgusting. Out. The lot, out! Bursting in here
with tales about oriental fortune tellers... Come on, out.
--
WISE MAN 2
No, no, we must see him.
MANDY
Go and praise someone else's brat. Go on.
WISE MAN 2
We--
WISE MAN 1
We were led by a star.
MANDY
Led by a bottle, more like. Go on, out!
WISE MAN 1
Well-- well, we must see him, we have brought presents.
MANDY
Out!
WISE MAN 2
Gold, frankincense, myrrh.
--
MANDY
Well, why didn't you say? He's over there... sorry the place is a bit of a
mess. Well, what is myrrh anyway?
WISE MAN 3
It is a valuable balm.
MANDY
A balm, what are you giving him a balm for, it might bite 'im.
WISE MAN 3
What?
MANDY
That's a dangerous animal. Quick, throw it in the trough.
WISE MAN 1
No it isn't.
MANDY
Yes it is, it's a great big (mm)
--
WISE MAN 3
No, no, no, it is an ointment.
MANDY
There is an animal called a balm, or did I dream it? ... So you're
astrologers, are you? Well, what is he then?
WISE MAN 2
Hmm?
MANDY
What star sign is he?
WISE MAN 2
Um, Capricorn.
MANDY
Um, Capricorn, eh? What are they like?
WISE MAN 2
He is the son of God, our messiah.
WISE MAN 1
King of the Jews!
MANDY
So that's Capricorn, is it?
WISE MAN 2
No, no, no, that's just him.
MANDY
Oh, I was gonna say, otherwise there'd be a lot of them.
WISE MAN 1
By what name are you calling him?
MANDY
Uh, Brian.
WISE MEN (As heavenly music plays)
We worship you, oh Brian, who art lord over us all. Praise unto you
Brian, and to the lord, our father. Amen.
MANDY
You do a lot of this then?
WISE MAN 2
What?
MANDY
This praising.
WISE MAN 2
Oh, no, no no.
MANDY(shoving them out)
Well, if you're dropping by again, do pop in, huh? And thanks a lot for the
gold, and frankincense, but don't worry too much about the myrrh next time,
all right? Thank you. Goodbye! ... Well, weren't they nice? Out of their
bloody minds, still...