Someday, son, all this will be yours...
(please continue with the next line..)
Pete
Someday, son, all this will be yours...
(please continue with the next line..)
Pete
What, the curtains?
No, not the cutains, lad...
......All that you can see! Stretched out over the hills and valleys of this land! This'll be your kingdom, lad!
...But dad, I don't want any of that. I'd rather...
I'm Not Evil.
An evil person would do the things that pop into my head.
Rather what?
...I'd rather be one of the doorkeepers at Potala Palace...uhm...
Sing!!Rather what?
<music starts>
Stop that! Stop that right now! There'll be none of that here
" Listen,son. You're going to marry a girl whose Father owns some of the largest tracts of open land in England! "
Now listen Alice ....'Herbert!" ....."You're going to marry Princess Lucky.....sooooo...
you'd better get used to the idea!!![]()
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to guards....
'Stay 'ere and make sure 'E' doesn't leave!
The Prince?
Prince
'But father......'
Father
'You're marrying Princess Mitsy, so you better get used to the idea'.
(I'm 37, I'm not old.......!)
You're marrying Princess Lucky, so you better get used to the idea.
(Princess Mitzi Gaynor, daughter of King Otto, had wooden teeth and lived in Happy Valley. Don't despair, or you'll have to be hanged by the neck until you cheer up.)
Anyway, it seemed a bit daft having to guard him when he's a guard.
[QUOTE=Eric Vaxxine;861058]Prince
'But father......'
Father
'You're marrying Princess Mitsy, so you better get used to the idea'.
FIRST GUARD
Oh, I remember ... can he ... er ... can he leave the room with us?
FATHER
(carefully)
No .... keep him in here ... and make sure he doesn't ...
FIRST GUARD
Oh, yes! we'll keep him in here, obviously. But if he had
to leave and we were with him.
FATHER
No ... just keep him in here!![]()
"Hic"
"Right" Turns to leave The guards come with him.
"What are you doing?"
"We're comming with you"
( The gaurds look sheepishly and friendly like at the young prince.....who takes pen and paper and nervously write a note.....attatches it to an arrow and let's
it fly through the open window...where it finds ....a mark...of sorts..)
Reeeeeeeesucckthudddddddd........."Message for you,Sir!!!"
" At Last!!!! A sign!!!!"
Bravely bold Sir Robin,
rode forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to die, oh brave sir Robin.
He was not the least bit scared to be killed in nasty ways.
Brave; Brave, Brave! Brave Sir Robin!!!
Oh!!!
He was not the least bit scared to be mashed in to a pulp.
Or to have his eyes gouged out,..and his elboes 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 bowels unplugged
And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off
And his pen--
"That's........that's enough music....."
"...for now lads, looks like there's dirty work afoot..."
"Brave Sir Robin ran away, bravely ran away away....."
SINGERS
When danger reared its ugly head,
He bravely turned his tail and fled
Yes, Brave Sir Robin turned about
And gallantly he chickened out
Bravely taking to his feet
He beat a very brave retreat
Bravest of the brave Sir Robin......ho..
So Petrified of being dead
He Soiled his pants and
Turned and fled.
no horse or dwarf or dog or elf,
It's gauranteed he wet himself.......
and so legend has it..........
They disappear into distance. so ledgend has it........
That rabbit's dynamite!