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I'm thirty-seven. I'm not old. So, they couldn't bring a coconut back anyway. Thursday. He hasn't got shit all over him. Halt! Who goes there? Nine pence. I fart in your general direction!
If you will not show us the Grail, we shall take your castle by force! Bring out your dead! No. Now, go away, or I shall taunt you a second time-a! A scratch? Your arm's off! I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me in my court at Camelot. Halt! Who goes there? And gallantly, he chickened out. And this isn't my nose. It's a false one. What also floats in water? Uh, he's already got one, you see.
Well, I didn't know you were called 'Dennis'. Here's one. Oh, certainly, sir. You've got two empty halves of coconut and you're bangin' 'em together. I'm French! Why do think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king-a?! Not at all. See you on Thursday. Burn her! Burn! Burn her! Burn her! Here is a duck. Use this duck. Yes, he is. Cherries!
I'm thirty-seven. I'm French! Why do think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king-a?!