The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you! Come on, then. I'm not a witch. I'm not a witch. He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp. When danger reared its ugly head, he bravely turned his tail and fled. Yes, he is. I don't want to go on the cart! Victory is mine!
Not only by surprise, but totally unarmed! Allo! Who is eet? Now look here, my good man... What are they? What happens now?
One thing I can't stand, it's people groveling. Oh, yeah, I agree with that. So? We have ridden since the snows of winter covered this land, through the kingdom of Mercia, through... Well, I didn't vote for you. Sorry. Well, I can't just call you 'Man'.
Mind your own business! What? No, no. No, no. Yes. Yeah, a bit. You're a looney. Charge! I'm not dead!
Who are the Britons? Oh, cut your own head off! Chickennn! The Lady of the Lake, 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. What, held under the dorsal guiding feathers? Aaagh! You don't vote for kings. Ah, but can you not also make bridges out of stone? I am your king! Well, I can't just call you 'Man'.
Please! The Lady of the Lake, 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. Good idea, O Lord! Tis but a scratch! Does wood sink in water?
Be quiet! And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off... Sorry. Oh, Dennis, forget about freedom. God be praised! What is your name?
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