The last person to post here wins...

Whenever life gets you down, Mrs. Brown,
And things seem hard or tough,
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft,

And you feel that you've had quite eno-o-o-o-o-ough,

Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And reolving at nine thousand miles an hour.
It's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
The sun that is the source of all our power.
Now the sun, and you and me, and all the stars that we can see,
Are moving at a million miles a day,
In the outer spiral arm, at fourteen thousand miles an hour,
Of a galaxy we call the Milky Way.

[Evil Alpaca]

Lyrics for: Bruce's Philosophers Song

Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable.

Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table.

David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Freidrich Hegel,

And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.

There's nothing Nietzche couldn't teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist.
Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed.

John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.

Plato, they say, could stick it away--
Half a crate of whiskey every day.

Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle.
Hobbes was fond of his dram,

And René Descartes was a drunken fart.
'I drink, therefore I am.'

Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed,
A lovely little thinker,
But a bugger when he's pissed.

[tolyk]

Bravely bold Sir Robin
Brought forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to die,
Oh, brave Sir Robin!
He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways.
Brave, brave, brave Sir Robin.

He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp.
Or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken!
To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned away
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin.

His head smashed in and his heart cut out,
And his liver removed and his bowls unplugged,
And his nostrils raked and his bottom burnt off,
And his penis--

Robin (interputing): That's...That's, uh... That's enough music for now,
lads. It looks like there's dirty work afoot.

MONTY HEAVEN!!!


We're knights of the round table, we dance whene're we're able.
We do routines, and border scenes, and footwork imp-e-cable;
We dine well here in Camelot, we eat ham and jam and spamalot.

We're knights of the round table, our shows are for-mid-able
The many times, we're given rhymes, that are quite un-sing-able
We're often mad in Camelot, we sing from the lie of hamalot!

Though we're tough and able,
Quite in-de-fa-ti-gable,
Between our quests, we seek incest and impersonate Clark Gable,
It's a busy life in Camelot:

[Evil Alpaca]

Are we the knights of Lit?

[tolyk]

Guard 1: Hello! Urggh.
Guard 2: *Hic*
Launcelot: Milady, here
kneels the humble Sir Launcelot of Camelot, Knight of the Round
Table, and I stand ready to deliver you from-- Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
Son: You got my note!
Launcelot: Well, I got *a* note...let's not jump to conclusions...
Son: I *knew* some one would read it and rescue me! I've got a rope all ready!
Let's climb down!
King: What's all this!?! Are you
the one who killed all my guests?
Son: He's come to rescue me!
King: Shut your noise, you. Well, what about it?
Launcelot: Well, I suppose I may have got...a bit...
carried away with the moment...
King: Carried away?!? Look, whoever you are, you not only ruined my wedding
reception, and caused me great mental anguish, but you killed the
bride's father and kicked the bride in the chest! Now what sort of
behavior is that??? Who are you, anyway?
Launcelot: Well, I am Sir Launcelot of King Arthur's Court, and I--
King: King Arthur?? King-of-England Arthur? And you're one of his Knights of
the Round Table?

i feel happy! i feel happy!

[tolyk]

She turned me into a newt!

A newt?

I got betta.

[Evil Alpaca]

Then Sir Lancelot and I jump out of the rabbit . . .

well, you could say "Dennis"...

[tolyk]

What is the air flight velocity of an unladden swallow?

[Evil Alpaca]

Originally posted by tolyk
What is the air flight velocity of an unladden swallow?

What do you mean? An African or European swallow?

[tolyk]

Originally posted by Evil Alpaca
What do you mean? An African or European swallow?

er.. I don't know..

AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

It's a bird mate, it's a bloody bird, it's not any bloody flavor

Albatross~~~~

[Evil Alpaca]

Originally posted by tolyk
er.. I don't know..

AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

(Well, that's one way of getting last. )

You have to know these things when you're king, you now . . .

[nikkijames]

Monty Python rocks

[tolyk]

Originally posted by Evil Alpaca
(Well, that's one way of getting last. )

You have to know these things when you're king, you now . . .

What way is that?

"Are those coconuts?"

[nikkijames]

Coconuts?

[she_is_my_addiction]

Originally posted by nikkijames
Monty Python rocks

I've never heard of those kinds of rocks.

[tolyk]

Originally posted by nikkijames
Monty Python rocks

Welcome back sexay

[nikkijames]

Originally posted by she_is_my_addiction
I've never heard of those kinds of rocks.

twat

[nikkijames]

Originally posted by tolyk
Welcome back sexay

thank you Tolyk

well you sexy litophiles
im off to wallow
see you later
i think

[tolyk]

Originally posted by nikkijames
thank you Tolyk

How are you? Still lookin sexy as hell