you saw my "curse of the damn double post" post didn' t you????


but i can't man!....post count dude post count
:lol:

Finally!!

My only fear is that of the triple post.... how do you get rid of the middle one? :wink:

HUMPHREY:
Now, two boys have been found rubbing linseed oil into the school
cormorant. Now, some of you may feel that the cormorant does not play an important part in the life of the school, but I would remind you that it was presented to us by the Corporation of the town of Sudbury to
commemorate Empire Day, when we try to remember the names of all those from the Sudbury area who so gallantly gave their lives to keep China British. So, from now on, the cormorant is strictly out of bounds! Oh, and Jenkins, apparently your mother died this morning. Chaplain.
[organ]

fill it with quotes from monty python

BRIAN
Who cured you?

EX-LEPER
Jesus did. I was hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me. One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone. Not so much as a by your leave. (gestures in the manner of a conjuror) You're cured mate, sod you.

MANDY
Go away.

EX-LEPER
Look. I'm not saying that being a leper was a bowl of cherries. But it was a living. I mean, you try waving muscular suntanned limbs in people's faces demanding compassion. It's a bloody disaster.

MANDY
You could go and get yourself a decent job, couldn't you?

EX-LEPER
Look, sir, my family has been in begging six generations. I'm not about to become a goat-herd, just because some long-haired conjuror starts mucking about. (makes gesture again) Just like that. "You're cured." Bloody do-gooder!

BRIAN
Well, why don't you go and tell him you want to be a leper again?

EX-LEPER
Ah yeah, I could do that, sir yes, I suppose I could. What I was going to do was ask him if he could ... you know, just make me a bit lame in one leg during the week, you know, something beggable, but not leprosy, which is a pain in the arse to be quite blunt, sir, excuse my French.

HUMPHREY: So, just listen. Now, did I or did I not... do... vaginal...
juices?
PUPILS: Mmm. Mmm. Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
HUMPHREY: Name two ways of getting them flowing, Watson.
WATSON: R-- rubbing the clitoris, sir?
HUMPHREY: What's wrong with a kiss, boy? Hmm? Why not start her off with
a nice kiss? You don't have to go leaping straight for the clitoris like
a bull at a gate. Give her a kiss, boy.
WYMER: Suck the nipple, sir?
HUMPHREY: Good! Good. Well done, Wymer.
DUCKWORTH: Uh, stroking the thighs, sir.
HUMPHREY: Yes. Yes, I suppose so. Hmm?
PUPIL IN FRONT: Oh, sir. Biting the neck.
HUMPHREY: Yes. Good. Nibbling the earlobe, uhh, kneading the buttocks,
and so on and so forth. So, we have all these possibilities before we
stampede towards the clitoris, Watson.