And you. Oh, quick! Get the sword out. I want to cut his head off! Right! Arthur, King of the Britons, your Knights of the Round Table shall have a task to make them an example in these dark times. And that, my liege, is how we know the earth to be banana-shaped. No, it floats! It floats!
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Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Aagh! Do they hurt? Sorry. A witch! A witch! Oh, don't grovel!
I never! Aaagh! Not at all. See you on Thursday. Come on, you pansy! Run away! The Britons. What also floats in water? I am Arthur, King of the Britons. I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away!
It's only a model. Did you dress her up like this? Yes, I see. Come, Patsy. Well, when's your next round? Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about... Burn her!
Uh, churches! Churches! ...but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting... Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
What makes you think she is a witch? 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.