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UPDATED: Wednesday, July 5, 2006 03:46
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SAHARA

Thursday, June 29, 2006 6:06 PM

FYI, any Michigan Browncoats who are also MP fans...the Ann Arbor Summer Festival is showing The Holy Grail (for free!) on July 5. Movie starts at around 10p.

Schedule at this link:
http://www.annarborsummerfestival.org/top.shtml

Blackbird fly into the light of the dark, black night.

FRELLINGBLONDE

Thursday, June 29, 2006 6:29 PM

"I'm not your grace. I'm your Elsie."
"What a terrible joke!"
"But it's my only line!"

"This parrot wouldn't voom if you put four thousand volts through it. It's bleedin' demised."

"No member of the faculty is to mistreat the Abbos in any way. If there's someone watching."
"I don't want to catch anyone not drinking in their rooms after lights out."

"It's my duty as a knight to sample as much peril as I can!"

"Now Socrates himself is particularly missed, a lovely little thinker but a bugger when he's pissed!"

"And pray that there is intelligent life somewhere out in space, 'cause there's bugger all down here on earth!"

Why yes, my father DID raise me on Monty Python from when I was five years old. Believe me, that explains a great deal about yours truly.

RMMC

Thursday, June 29, 2006 8:12 PM

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Originally posted by sahara:
FYI, any Michigan Browncoats who are also MP fans...the Ann Arbor Summer Festival is showing The Holy Grail (for free!) on July 5. Movie starts at around 10p.

And I get up at 4am....gos se!

I guess I'll just have to throw in my dvd and watch at home.

Man: Yes, you know it's a man's life in England's Mountain Green.
Colonel: Right I heard that, I heard that, I'm going to stop this sketch now, and if there's any more of this, I'm going to stop the whole programme. I thought it was suppose to be about teeth anyway. Why don't you do something about teeth--go on.
Man: What about my rustic dialogue? I'm not sleeping with that producer again.

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RMMC

Splunge!

SAHARA

Thursday, June 29, 2006 8:21 PM

Awwww, c'mon!
Who needs sleep???

;-)

Blackbird fly into the light of the dark, black night.

RMMC

Thursday, June 29, 2006 9:43 PM

As I cannot partake of caffine due to medical reasons...me. What can I say, I'm old.

And since I'm already taking the 3rd off, I don't have any time off left to ask for the next day, either.

Who had the brain child of putting it on at 10 at night during the week anyway? *grump*

This is a hold up, not a botony lesson. Right, now my fine friends, no false moves please. I want you to hand over all the lupins you've got.

*******
RMMC

LITTLEALBATROSS29

Thursday, June 29, 2006 11:13 PM

I just can't resist this one .

"All right. All right. It's bloody... albatross flavour... Bleedin' seabird bleedin' flavour. ALBATROSS. "

I have to go open my boxed set now.

Bryce
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I swallowed a bug.

MISSTRESSAHARA

Thursday, June 29, 2006 11:33 PM

And now for something completley different.

A man with a tape recorder up his brothers nose.

*MUSIC*

And now in Stereo....

If I'm a bitch, then life just got interesting

UNSARDONIC

Friday, June 30, 2006 3:59 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by Guywhowantsafireflyofhisown:
I know I put this up before but I love it

(Cut to a critic. Superimposed caption: 'GAVIN MILLARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR')

Art Critic: Some people have made the mistake of seeing Shunt's work as a load of rubbish about railway timetables, but clever people like me, who talk loudly in restaurants, see this as a deliberate ambiguity, a plea for understanding in a mechanized world. The points are frozen, the beast is dead. What is the difference? What indeed is the point? The point is frozen, the beast is late out of Paddington. The point is taken. If La Fontaine's elk would spurn Tom Jones the engine must be our head, the dining car our oesophagus, the guard's van our left lung, the cattle truck our shins, the first-class compartment the piece of skin at the nape of the neck and the level crossing an electric elk called Simon. The clarity is devastating. But where is the ambiguity? It's over there in a box. Shunt is saying the 8.15 from Gillingham when in reality he means the 8.13 from Gillingham. The train is the same only the time is altered. Ecce homo, ergo elk. La Fontaine knew his sister and knew her bloody well. The point is taken, the beast is moulting, the fluff gets up your nose. The illusion is complete; it is reality, the reality is illusion and the ambiguity is the only truth. But is the truth, as Hitchcock observes, in the box? No there isn't room, the ambiguity has put on weight. The point is taken, the elk is dead, the beast stops at Swindon, Chabrol stops at nothing, I'm having treatment and La Fontaine can get knotted.B]

Oh thank you, thank you, Guy... for transcribing this whole damned incredible thing; I HAVE found myself, in the past, wanted to see it done. Did you get it from a script or did you notate the hard way? ...I mean: as I did with Cleese's rantings from the Architect Sketch.

For those of you who don't speak Python, the rant from the "Critic" (that Guywhoetc so thoughtfully transcribed), and played by the Immortal John Cleese, is spoken at such a blindingly breakneck speed that he catches fire from friction at the end and has to be doused with a bucket of water. John's probably the best ranter the comedy world has ever seen and I'd LOVE to hear what he thinks of The 'Verse.

And furthermore, judging from the popularity of the Python threads, all-us-all Browncoats probably ALL speak Python. I wonder about all the Browncoats who are under 25 'cause, obviously, there's bunches of all-YOU-all and, after all, Flying Circus was filmed - FILMED - from 1969 to, I think, it was 1972... kinda before you were all born. I wonder to what degree our BDJ(oss)W(hedon) was inspired by Python? I mean, he surely has the wit for it and, apparently, in spades...

If any of you Browncoat Junior Auxiliary chaps (and chippies) haven't discovered the delights of Monty Python, ma-aa-an... have you EVER got a WORLD of discovery awaiting you. You cannot consider yourself a sentient, English-speaking (or German, as they did a buncha stuff in German) Human Being without... without... ah(!)... I - I... I'm... transFORming... ARRGGHH(!!)... without... without... A SHRUBBERY!!... I mean... sputtersputter... A HERRING!!! ...and one that looks nice... and not too expensive... Now, GO!!!

slap yourself with your own damn ...shrubbery... "or your friends will think you're a stupid, inbred stack of meat."

UNSARDONIC

Friday, June 30, 2006 4:14 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by Unsardonic:
I - I... I'm... transFORming... ARRGGHH(!!)... without... without... A SHRUBBERY!!... I mean... sputtersputter... A HERRING!!! ...and one that looks nice... and not too expensive... Now, GO!!!

Oh LOOK... I'm having to reply to myself because, apparently, I'm the only person(s) I know who understand(s) that I have enough multiple personalities to carry on several simultaneous intelligent conversations with myself... ...or not...

"One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in bed he had been changed into a monstrous verminous" ...SHRUBBERY!!... I mean... sputtersputter... A HERRING!!! ...and one that looks nice... and not too expensive... Now, GO!!!

Go on, keep moving... nothing surreal to see here... "or your friends will think you're a stupid, inbred stack of meat."

UNSARDONIC

Friday, June 30, 2006 4:18 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by RocketJock:
It's only spelled "Luxury Yacht"; it's pronounced "Throatwarbler Mangrove".

Okay, now a true story; in the early 1980's I was in the U.S. Navy. My ship was changing homeports, so I was "Manning the rails", standing at parade rest in my summer white cracker jacks. As we pull into the harbor, I notice a nice two-deck cabin cruiser. On her bow is the name "Throatwarbler Mangrove."

Wait, it gets better. I tried to place the name, but couldn't quite put my finger on it. Then, about three or five minutes later, the dime drops, and I start giggling uncontrolably, a distinct no-no during a naval ceremony.

It wasn't just the the Python reference that did it; it was the fact that if the boat's name was spelled "Throatwarbler Mangrove" , then it must be pronounced "Luxury Yacht"!

Go on, keep moving... nothing to see here... nothing surreal going on, we (in the government) SWEAR...

pretend that none of this is happening... "or your friends will think you're a stupid, inbred stack of meat."

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