[quote]You must spank her well, and after you are done with her, you may deal with her as you like... and then... spank me!
Dingo: Yes. Yes, you must give us all a good spanking.
Dingo: And after the spanking, the oral sex.
Galahad: Well, I could stay a bit longer...
I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.
To fight! His head cut off and his legs are gone..
Why do you think we speak with these outrageous French accents?
Father: "One day, lad, all this will be yours."
Son: "What, the curtains?"
Are you trying to suggest that coconuts migrate?
She has huge.... tracts of land
Ohhh it's just a harmless little bunny, isn't it?!
Oh, wicked, bad, [italic]naughty[/italic] Zoot! She has been setting a light to our beacon, which, I've just remembered, is Grail-shaped. It's not the first time we've had this problem...
1...2...5! No, three! THREE!
...And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, "O LORD, bless this Thy hand grenade that with it Thou mayest blow Thine enemies to tiny bits, in Thy mercy."
Every time I try to talk to someone it's "sorry this" and "forgive me that" and "I'm not worthy"...
And the Lord spake, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall 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 the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.
I'm being repressed!!!
I think that a strange woman lying in pond handing out swords sounds like about the about the best national security policy out there today.
"Look at the bones!"
lol at Tim r45.
"Who's that then?"
"I dunno, must be a king."
"He hasn't got shit all over him."
Please! This is supposed to be a happy occasion. Let's not bicker and argue over who killed who.
What is your name?
What is your quest?
What...is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?
What do you mean? An African or European swallow?
Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians can say Ni at will to old ladies....
...for death awaits you all with big pointy teeth!
That rabbit's dynamite!
I'm not dead
You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person!
Lancelot: We got here in the nick of time, you were in great peril!
Galahad: I don't think I was.
Lancelot: Yes you were. You were in terrible peril.
Galahad: Look, let me go back in there and face the peril.
Lancelot: No! It's too perilous!
You're banging two coconuts together.
Black Knight: 'Tis but a scratch.
King Arthur: A scratch!? Your arm's off!
Black Knight: No, it isn't.
King Arthur: Well, what's that then?!
Black Knight: I've had worse.