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It's only a model.
Shut up! Well, she turned me into a newt. Well, I didn't vote for you. You can't expect to wield supreme power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called Ah-thoor Keeng, you and all your silly English K-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-niggits!
The nose? Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice!
The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice! Well, we did do the nose. And this isn't my nose. This is a false one. Did you dress her up like this? Well, she turned me into a newt.
What a strange person.
We found them.
The nose?
Well, what do you want?
Now, look here, my good man. No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she's got a wart. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! The nose? Bloody Peasant!
Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I'm being repressed!
Shut up! Will you shut up?!
On second thoughts, let's not go there. It is a silly place.
And this isn't my nose. This is a false one. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land.
She looks like one. Oh, ow! Burn her anyway! It's only a model. No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she's got a wart.
No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she's got a wart. Well, Mercia's a temperate zone! Where'd you get the coconuts? You can't expect to wield supreme power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!
Well, I didn't vote for you. We shall say 'Ni' again to you, if you do not appease us. I dunno. Must be a king. Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
Well, Mercia's a temperate zone! Look, my liege! Well, we did do the nose. Did you dress her up like this? Well, what do you want?
What a strange person. She looks like one. Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! How do you know she is a witch?
Why? Shut up! Will you shut up?! I'm not a witch. Why? Well, what do you want?
You can't expect to wield supreme power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice! We shall say 'Ni' again to you, if you do not appease us. Why do you think that she is a witch?
Did you dress her up like this? Camelot! Well, I didn't vote for you. You can't expect to wield supreme power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!
Bring her forward! Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! Well, she turned me into a newt. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! …Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate?
Oh, ow! Did you dress her up like this? Did you dress her up like this? The nose? 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. That is why I am your king.
> Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
<< Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
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