The 5th pocket?
- ToonaRockGuy
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Two Words:ToonaRockGuy wrote:"We are NO LONGER the Knights Who Say NI! We are now the Knights Who Say Ecki-Ecki-Pkangg-Pow-ZOOOoommmm!
(ni)
Shhhh."
I know every frickin' line from that movie. I have the 2-disc DVD. It rocks.
Lego Knights!
They even had the dude strapped to the wall that claps his hands... hilarious.
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"...and we demand another shrubbery!! One that looks nice... and not too expensive, and place it slightly higher to give a two-level effect with a path in the middle. Now go!!!!"ToonaRockGuy wrote:"We are NO LONGER the Knights Who Say NI! We are now the Knights Who Say Ecki-Ecki-Pkangg-Pow-ZOOOoommmm!
(ni)
Shhhh."
I know every frickin' line from that movie. I have the 2-disc DVD. It rocks.
- Bert|Evil
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Did you fiddle with the menu to get the accountant's notes? The white bunny wearing the banker's visor?esa wrote:Two Words:ToonaRockGuy wrote:"We are NO LONGER the Knights Who Say NI! We are now the Knights Who Say Ecki-Ecki-Pkangg-Pow-ZOOOoommmm!
(ni)
Shhhh."
I know every frickin' line from that movie. I have the 2-disc DVD. It rocks.
Lego Knights!
They even had the dude strapped to the wall that claps his hands... hilarious.
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Africans don't swallow....they spit....now Europeans, they swallow!Bert|Evil wrote:... how about a European Swallow?songsmith wrote:I just bought the collecor's edition DVD second-hand for $4.00!!! That beats the airspeed velocity of an African Swallow.--->JMS

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...Ahh yes, "The Witch Scene"...
A group of village idiot types are attempting burn a woman that they claim to be witch. Sir Bedevere arrives on the scene, and asks them why. They first claim that she looks like a witch - and she points out that they dressed her up. The grudgingly admit this, and then make some more outrageous claims (one says that she turned him into a newt - though he later 'got better'). Sir Bedevere then talks them through the 'logic' for checking that she is a witch - and after some false turns and lots of dim stares, they come to the following basic conclusions.
Witches Burn. This one is fair enough - though the villagers suggest trying to actually burn her as way of testing this.
Wood Burns. Hence witches are made of wood. How do you check that she is made of wood? Try building a bridge out of her, one suggests - but Bedevere points out that you can also make bridges from stone.
Wood Floats. Bedevere gently leads them to this point, and asks them if they know anything else that floats.
Ducks Float. They actually have a lot of trouble thinking of something else that floats - and it is Arthur, who has just arrived on the scene, who says: 'A Duck!' (stunned amazement and dramatic music.)
Therefore... The logic goes: that if she weighs the same as a duck, she's a witch and they can burn her. So they put her on a set of scales with a duck, and of course she does weigh the same ('it's a fair cop').
Right then...makes sense to me!
A group of village idiot types are attempting burn a woman that they claim to be witch. Sir Bedevere arrives on the scene, and asks them why. They first claim that she looks like a witch - and she points out that they dressed her up. The grudgingly admit this, and then make some more outrageous claims (one says that she turned him into a newt - though he later 'got better'). Sir Bedevere then talks them through the 'logic' for checking that she is a witch - and after some false turns and lots of dim stares, they come to the following basic conclusions.
Witches Burn. This one is fair enough - though the villagers suggest trying to actually burn her as way of testing this.
Wood Burns. Hence witches are made of wood. How do you check that she is made of wood? Try building a bridge out of her, one suggests - but Bedevere points out that you can also make bridges from stone.
Wood Floats. Bedevere gently leads them to this point, and asks them if they know anything else that floats.
Ducks Float. They actually have a lot of trouble thinking of something else that floats - and it is Arthur, who has just arrived on the scene, who says: 'A Duck!' (stunned amazement and dramatic music.)
Therefore... The logic goes: that if she weighs the same as a duck, she's a witch and they can burn her. So they put her on a set of scales with a duck, and of course she does weigh the same ('it's a fair cop').
Right then...makes sense to me!
It's all about the SAUCE...and of coarse, the 4 W's.
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::lowers her head:: I also have a problem with toe fuzz from socks...Brian of the Clan Plush wrote:thanks for opening up Esa....admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery
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I'm a class A zit popper too!
yes...i'm sick.. i know... i do need help...
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I'll be the one left standing behind you, looking the other way as you glance back at what you've lost.
I'll be the one left standing behind you, looking the other way as you glance back at what you've lost.