Dammit I knew I got it out of order.

BE QUIET!!

homeslice, you make me smile!

Bravely bold Sir Homeslice rode forth from Camelot. He was not afraid to die, oh brave Sir Homeslice. He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways, brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Homeslice. He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp, or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken. To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned away, and his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Homeslice. His head smashed in and heart cut out, and his liver removed, and his bowels unplugged, and his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off and his pennis...

That's, uh, that's enough music for now, lads... looks like there's dirty work afoot.

homeslice, you win

i started singing in my head while reading that post

[This message has been edited by LadyOfTheLake (edited 3/18/2009 11:48a).]

From the book of Homeslice:
And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, "O Lord, bless this thy hand grenade, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy." And the Lord did grin. And the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths, and carp and anchovies, and orangutans and breakfast cereals, and fruit-bats and large chu

LILCHRIS99: The moderators are nervous, sire.

WATCHOLE: Then we'd best leave them here and carry on on foot.

DR. GATES: Behold the steam tunnels of Caerbannog!

WATCHOLE: Right! Keep me covered.

LILCHRIS99: What with?

WATCHOLE: W-- just keep me covered.

DR. GATES: Too late!

WATCHOLE: What?

DR. GATES: There he is!

WATCHOLE: Where?

DR. GATES: There!

WATCHOLE: What, behind the poster?

DR. GATES: It is the poster!

WATCHOLE: You silly sod!

DR. GATES: What?

WATCHOLE: You got us all worked up!

DR. GATES: Well, that's no ordinary poster.

WATCHOLE: Ohh.

DR. GATES: That's the most foul, cruel, and bad-tempered TexAgs poster you ever set eyes on.

RAGINKAJUN: You tit! I soiled my armor I was so scared!

DR. GATES: Look, that poster’s got a vicious streak a mile wide; it's a killer!

LILCHRIS99: Get stuffed!

DR. GATES: He'll do you up a treat mate!

LILCHRIS99: Oh, yeah?

RAGINKAJUN: You mangy scots git!

DR. GATES: I'm warning you!

RAGINKAJUN: What's he do, nibble your bum?

DR. GATES: He's got huge, sharp-- eh-- he can leap about-- look at the bones!

WATCHOLE: Go on, COL. permaban him!

COL. NATHAN R. JESSUP: Right! Silly little bleeder. One permaban comin' right up!

DR. GATES: Look!

COL. NATHAN R. JESSUP: Aaaugh!

WATCHOLE: Jesus Christ!

DR. GATES: I warned you!

RAGINKAJUN: I’ve done it again!

DR. GATES: I warned you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew it all, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little poster, isn't it? Well, it's always the same. I always tell them—

WATCHOLE: Oh, shut up!

DR. GATES: Do they listen to me?

WATCHOLE: Right!

DR. GATES: Oh, no...

LEGENDS: Charge!

LEGENDS: Aaaaugh!, Aaaugh!, etc.

WATCHOLE: Run away! Run away!

LEGENDS: Run away! Run away!...

DR. GATES: Ha ha ha ha! Ha haw haw! Ha! Ha ha!

WATCHOLE: Right. How many did we lose?

COOL_HAND: txjortsagent.

LILCHRIS99: Rudyjax.

WATCHOLE: And Col. Jesup. That's five.

LILCHRIS99: Three, sir.

WATCHOLE: Three. Three. And we'd better not risk another frontal assault. That poster's dynamite.

RAGINKAJUN: Would it help to confuse it if we run away more?

WATCHOLE: Oh, shut up and go and change your armor.

LILCHRIS99: Let us taunt it! It may become so cross that it will make a mistake.

WATCHOLE: Like what?

LILCHRIS99: Well... ooh.

COOL_HAND: Have we got bows?

WATCHOLE: No.


COOL_HAND: We have the Holy Ban Grenade.

WATCHOLE: Yes, of course! The Holy Ban Grenade of Albritton! 'Tis one of the sacred relics Brother Liucci carries with him! Brother Liucci! Bring up the Holy Ban Grenade!

NOOBS: [chanting] Pie Iesu domine, dona eis requiem. Pie Iesu domine, dona eis requiem. Pie Iesu domine, dona eis requiem. Pie Iesu domine, dona eis requiem.

WATCHOLE: How does it, um-- how does it work?

COOL_HAND: I know not, my liege.

WATCHOLE: Consult the Book of Armaments!

LIUCCI: Armaments, Chapter Two, verses Nine to Twenty-one.

CDUB: And Saint Sul Ross 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.' And the Lord did grin, and the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths and carp and anchovies and orangutans and breakfast cereals and fruit bats and large chu—

LIUCCI: Skip a bit, Brother.

CDUB: And the Lord spake, saying, 'First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either 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 Ban Grenade of Albritton towards thy foe, who, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.'

LIUCCI: Amen.

LEGENDS: Amen.

WATCHOLE: Right! One... two... five!

LILCHRIS99: Three, sir!

WATCHOLE: Three!

Fiddlesticks: Have you ever seen Monty Python and the Quest for the Holy Grail? If not, Homeslice will treat you to a burrito and the movie, then make an awkward attempt to grab you.

+1 CDUB

I can't do a crying face so the really happy face will have to do

and here dome the homeslice burrito jokes...

Yes Random, of Course I have, sorry my mind doesnt immediately jump to movie quotes when people are talking to me.

well done, CDUB!

The fiddlesticks petition is funny. I need the crying/laughing face.

I am not reading through this whole thread but did I see someone accuse fiddle of getting a job only because she is female?

If so, that is just down right dumb. You are going to make this assumption based on how someone post on a message board?

Currently, your vote is the 6 vote to object to this message. By selecting the box below, an email notice will be sent to you when the message has been removed. We encourage you to continue to use the voting Function, giving you, the user, a voice.

oh come on. me, random, and LOTL saved this thread

YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!

NONE SHALL PASS, YOU DOLT!!

THIS IS MY PICTURE HE SAYS WHAT I WANT HIM TO SAY

quote:

---

oh come on. me, random, and LOTL saved this thread

---

awwwwwwwwwwwwww

P.S. My mind ALWAYS goes to movie quotes...it keeps life entertaining!

YOU SHALL NOT PASS



GET IT RIGHT

are we all on the same movie....

what movie

are we doing monty python or lord of the rings

the black knight says "none shall pass" and gandolf (sp?) says "you shall not pass"

i was simply following up cdubs correction of cscs...carry on with the monty python

we've been quoting MP...cdub was correct in that sense

i know. i was agreeing with cdub

you are making this more complicated than it needs to be.

kindly disregard my posts on this thread and continue with the monty python references. they amuse me.

sorry badman, i was confused

...it's just a flesh wound

one of my favorite scenes

[This message has been edited by aggiedrew08 (edited 3/18/2009 12:56p).]

what are you going to do, bleed on me?

here is my favorite...

1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: Who goes there?
King Arthur: It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, from the castle of Camelot. King of the Britons, defeater of the Saxons, Sovereign of all England!
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: Pull the other one!
King Arthur: I am, and this is my trusty servant Patsy. We have ridden the length and breadth of the land in search of knights who will join me in my court at Camelot. I must speak with your lord and master.
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: What? Ridden on a horse?
King Arthur: Yes!
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: You're using coconuts!
King Arthur: What?
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: You've got two empty halves of coconut and you're bangin' 'em together.
King Arthur: So? We have ridden since the snows of winter covered this land, through the kingdom of Mercia, through...
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: Where'd you get the coconuts?
King Arthur: We found them.
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: Found them? In Mercia? The coconut's tropical!
King Arthur: What do you mean?
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: Well, this is a temperate zone
King Arthur: The swallow may fly south with the sun or the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land?
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: Are you suggesting coconuts migrate?
King Arthur: Not at all. They could be carried.
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: What? A swallow carrying a coconut?
King Arthur: It could grip it by the husk!
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: 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 one pound coconut.
King Arthur: Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here?
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: Listen. In order to maintain air-speed velocity, a swallow needs to beat its wings forty-three times every second, right?
King Arthur: Please!
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: Am I right?