Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here? Then you shall die. Who's that, then? Oh, had enough, eh? 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? Well, do us a favor. Come, Patsy.
Oh, had enough, eh? He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp. What makes you think she is a witch? He hasn't got shit all over him. Not at all. They could be carried. More witches! Man. Sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there? No. What? No, I've got to go to the Robinsons'. They've lost nine today.
More witches! Shut up, will you? Shut up! Help! Help! I'm being repressed! 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. Well, why not?
Umm! 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? Bread! The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you! Come on, then. And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged. Well, u-- um, can we come up and have a look? And you. Oh, quick! Get the sword out. I want to cut his head off! Throw her into the pond! You're using coconuts!
Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here? Bravely ran away, away. If... she... weighs... the same as a duck,... she's made of wood. Nine pence.
What also floats in water? How do you know she is a witch?
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