How would Webber look in a Rockets uniform?

Come on j, stay on topic.....we're talking about Monty Python and the Holy Grail in this thread! Oops...I mean....nevermind.

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Behad
Sergeant at Arms of the Clutch BBS

 

well, well there Behad...you got big pointy teeth do ya....oh your a killa, with big pointy teeth



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cynthia don't go!!! i miss you already

 

I am known by many names, but some call me..... Tim.

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"Of course, everything looks bad if you remember it!"
Homer Simpson

 

I'll have your leg.

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Don't come in Bullard's house!

 

No, let's not go to Camelot. Tis a silly place.

Sorry I am keeping this thread going, but I was sad that I missed all the great Monty Python action...

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"Of course, everything looks bad if you remember it!"
Homer Simpson

 

excuse me, where'd you get them coconuts?

 

bring out your dead?
Sorry, I'm not a big Monty Python guy.
j

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Some days you just can't get rid of a bomb!

 

Here is another link to the script:
http://www.oraclehumor.com/Humor/MontyPython.html


It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, from the castle of Camelot. King of the Britons, defeator of the Saxons, sovereign
of all England!


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ARTHUR: The swallow may fly south with the sun or the house martin or the plumber may seek warmer climes in winter yet these are not strangers to our land.
GUARD #1: Are you suggesting coconuts migrate?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD #1: It's not a question of where he grips it! It's a simple question of weight ratios! A five ounce bird could not carry a 1 pound coconut.

 

Why should I? Why should I? Why should I? Why should I? ...To you? To you? To you? To you?...

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Sometimes you gotta do the next best thing!

[This message has been edited by ROXRAN (edited February 08, 2001).]

 

Run away!!!

Run away!!!

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The word for the day is "legs"...let's all spread the word.

 

ARTHUR: Old woman!
DENNIS: Man!
ARTHUR: Old Man, sorry. What knight live in that castle over there?
DENNIS: I'm thirty seven.
ARTHUR: What?
DENNIS: I'm thirty seven -- I'm not old!
ARTHUR: Well, I can't just call you `Man'.
DENNIS: Well, you could say `Dennis'.
ARTHUR: Well, I didn't know you were called `Dennis.'
DENNIS: Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you?
ARTHUR: I did say sorry about the `old woman,' but from the behind you looked--
DENNIS: What I object to is you automatically treat me like an inferior!
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic an' social differences in our society! If there's ever going to be any progress--
WOMAN: Dennis, there's some lovely filth down here. Oh -- how d'you do?
ARTHUR: How do you do, good lady. I am Arthur, King of the Britons. Who's castle is that?
WOMAN: King of the who?
ARTHUR: The Britons.
WOMAN: Who are the Britons?
ARTHUR: Well, we all are. we're all Britons and I am your king.
WOMAN: I didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective.
DENNIS: You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship. A self perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes--
WOMAN: Oh there you go, bringing class into it again.
DENNIS: That's what it's all about if only people would--
ARTHUR: Please, please good people. I am in haste. Who lives
in that castle?
WOMAN: No one live there.
ARTHUR: Then who is your lord?
WOMAN: We don't have a lord.
ARTHUR: What?
DENNIS: I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week.
ARTHUR: Yes.
DENNIS: But all the decision of that officer have to be ratified at a special biweekly meeting.
ARTHUR: Yes, I see.
DENNIS: By a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs,--
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I order you to be quiet!
WOMAN: Order, eh -- who does he think he is?
ARTHUR: I am your king!
WOMAN: Well, I didn't vote for you.
ARTHUR: You don't vote for kings.
WOMAN: Well, 'ow did you become king then?
ARTHUR: The Lady of the Lake,[angels sing]
her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur.[singing stops] That is why I am your king!
DENNIS: Listen -- strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: Well you can't expect to wield supreme executive power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!
ARTHUR: Shut up!
DENNIS: I mean, if I went around sayin' I was an empereror just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me they'd put me away!
ARTHUR: Shut up! Will you shut up!
DENNIS: Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system.
ARTHUR: Shut up!
DENNIS: Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! HELP! HELP! I'm being repressed!
ARTHUR: Bloody peasant!
DENNIS: Oh, what a give away. Did you here that, did you here that, eh? That's what I'm on about -- did you see him repressing me, you saw it didn't you?


SORY FOR SUCH A LONG POST BUT DAMN THAT IS A GREAT MOVIE.


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"I move for no man." --"So be it."

 

You really need to wait longer than 13 minutes before answering yourself.

Besides, your question was directed at Rocketeer, and he's probably at work right now. Patience, junior!

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Behad
Sergeant at Arms of the Clutch BBS

 

this post has been done to death...in my opinion it is just a waste of time. It looks like the Knicks are the front-runner and most likely team to get him.

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Langhi14, you are just plain stupid! You know Webber wont come to Houston and you know Rocketeer doesnt have the balls to make a picture of Webber in our ugly pajamas!

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Stop, or I'll say stop again!

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There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."

 

Stop, or we shall say "nee" to you!

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"We're growling more...I would not say it's a growl. It's not a purr either." -- Rudy T.

 

Oh Knights of Nee, you are fair and just. We shall get you your shrubbery.


This thread needs to die a quick death!

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Behad
Sergeant at Arms of the Clutch BBS