Hopefully this hasn't been done.
Statesman: So this is Pocket D
Statesman: Ohh a mission? Sure, I'll be glad to. Blah blah arrest all the enemies and okay I'm off.
Mission Guy: Wait.... oh well. He'll figure it out.
*Statesman easily arrests all the enemies, then gets to the ancient box thing*
Statesman: So I just gotta destroy this and everythings cool? *pounds away for 2 hours*
*Statesman goes back to mission guy*
Statesman: Hey uh.... I can't seem to destroy it... it's like indestructable or something, and trust me, that means a lot cause I'M STATESMAN!!!!! (dramatic music plays)
Mission Giver: I tried to tell you. You need someone with a heart of darkness to go along with you, because only they can break the box!
Statesman: ............. oh.
Recluse: So thiiiis is Pocket D.
Statesman: Hey uh... I was wondering... I've got this mission... and uh..... there's this box.... and apparently only a villain can break it..... so whatta say? Wanna help me out here?
Recluse: Sure! I need the badge anyways. Afterwards, can you help me do my mission? I need someone pure of heart blah blah blah.
Statesman: Yeah okay! I'm still gunna take you down though after this, you know that right.
Recluse: Yeah yeah. Loser.
Lord Recluse: I'm not a virgin anymore! I just thought you should know. Darling, I've been around. Yeah, I've been up and down your block. In fact I have been all over town...
What? Just because I'm evil I can't like Poe?
Issue 23: All your base are belong to us?
LR: Screw Black and Red spiders, from now on it's Pink and yelow Ponies!
You can't spell Slaughter without laughter
All your gonna do is just farm behemoths anyways.
My thoughts on November 30.
LR: Mako did you eat the secret weapon. . .
. . . again?
[ QUOTE ]
LR: Mako did you eat the secret weapon. . .
. . . again?
[/ QUOTE ]
LR: Well I guess I'll have to follow him around for 3 days to get it back.
Lord Recluse: Do these tights make my butt look big?
MOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!! JUST FIVE MORE MINUTES,
LR- I cant take over the world today
BS- Why
LR- I got anal leakage
Ghost Widow: So let me get this straight...Lord Recluse took a job as a telemarketer to make extra money?
Sirroco: Yeah, today is his fisrt day on the job.
Recluse: Hello sir. I'm calling on behalf of Cinguquaal and I was wondering if you...What the? (sobbing) He hung up on me! (more sobbing) What did I do to deserve that? (breaks down crying)
Goodbye, I guess.
@Lord_Nightblade in Champions/Star Trek Online
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Lord Recluse: <<
>>
>-O........It was the dog!
LR: What would Boss Hogg do?
Scrapper Jack (SJ/WP Brute), Sky Commando (WP/SJ Tanker), Curveball (Rad/DP Defender), and a bunch more.
Recluse: Statesman, do you ever have those days when you're not feeling so...fresh?
Statesman: I'm not sure I follow you...
Recluse: You know, days when you're...not on top of your game?
Statesman: I still don't know where you;re going with this...
Recluse: You know. Days when you're not fresh...down there...
Statesman: Oh. OH! No! God no!
Goodbye, I guess.
@Lord_Nightblade in Champions/Star Trek Online
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Everyone who is talking about Leeroy Jenkins should probably know that it was first used on World of Warcraft.
"Oh! No, I'd much rather watch Teletubbies than some silly move about Spiders like Arachnophobia."
[ QUOTE ]
Everyone who is talking about Leeroy Jenkins should probably know that it was first used on World of Warcraft.
[/ QUOTE ]
yeah but CoH Jenkins is better than WoW Leroy Jenkins Jenkins Conspiracy
Recluse: Hi Statesman. I was wondering if you'd like to buy some scout cookies from my little Ghost Widow here. If she sells the most boxes she wins a vacation to Rome and an audience with the Pope. So how many boxes can I put you down for?
Statesman: *cough* Why would I want *cough hack* some of those rancid [censored] cookies from yout little (hocks a loogie and lights a cigarett) brat?
Recluse: Well it's for a good cause. (door slams in his face) Oh, fine! Damn we can't even give these away. Aw to hell with it I'll just buy them all and make the men eat them.
Goodbye, I guess.
@Lord_Nightblade in Champions/Star Trek Online
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Lord Recluce:Will someone please untwist my slinky?
(it's a long one folks)
Statesman: Good morning, I'd like to have an argument, please.
Ghost Widow: Certainly, sir. Have you been here before?
Statesman: No, this is my first time.
Ghost Widow: I see, well we'll see who's free at the moment. Mako is free, but he's a little bit concilliatory. No. Try Black Scorpion, room 12.
Statesman: Thank you.
He enters room 12.
Black Scorpion: WHADDAYOU WANT?
Statesman: Well, Well, I was told outside that...
Scorpion: DON'T GIVE ME THAT, YOU SNOTTY-FACED EVIL PAN OF DROPPINGS!
Statesman: What?
Scorpion: SHUT YOUR FESTERING GOB, YOU TIT! YOUR TYPE MAKES ME PUKE! YOU VACUOUS STUFFY-NOSED MALODOROUS PERVERT!!!
Statesman: Yes, but I came here for an argument!!
Scorpion: OH! Oh! I'm sorry! This is abuse!
Statesman: Oh! Oh I see!
Scorpion: Aha! No, you want room 12A, next door.
Statesman: Oh...Sorry...
Scorpion: Not at all! (under his breath) stupid git.
Statesman goes into room 12A. Lord Recluse is sitting behind a desk.
Statesman: Is this the right room for an argument?
Recluse
pause) I've told you once.
Statesman: No you haven't!
Recluse: Yes I have.
Statesman: When?
Recluse: Just now.
Statesman: No you didn't!
Recluse: Yes I did!
Statesman: You didn't!
Recluse: I did!
Statesman: You didn't!
Recluse: I'm telling you, I did!
Statesman: You didn't!
Recluse: Oh I'm sorry, is this a five minute argument, or the full half hour?
Statesman: Ah! (taking out his wallet and paying) Just the five minutes.
R: Just the five minutes. Thank you. Anyway, I did.
S: You most certainly did not!
R: Now let's get one thing perfectly clear: I most definitely told you!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: No you DIDN'T!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: No you DIDN'T!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: No you DIDN'T!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh look, this isn't an argument!
(pause)
R: Yes it is!
S: No it isn't!
(pause)
S: It's just contradiction!
R: No it isn't!
S: It IS!
R: It is NOT!
S: You just contradicted me!
R: No I didn't!
S: You DID!
R: No no no!
S: You did just then!
R: Nonsense!
S: (exasperated) Oh, this is futile!!
(pause)
R: No it isn't!
S: Yes it is!
(pause)
S: I came here for a good argument!
R: AH, no you didn't, you came here for an argument!
S: An argument isn't just contradiction.
R: Well! it CAN be!
S: No it can't! An argument is a connected series of statement intended to establish a proposition.
R: No it isn't!
S: Yes it is! 'tisn't just contradiction.
R: Look, if I *argue* with you, I must take up a contrary position!
S: Yes but it isn't just saying "no it isn't".
R: Yes it is!
S: No it isn't!
R: Yes it is!
S: No it isn't!
R: Yes it is!
S: No it ISN'T! Argument is an intellectual process. contradiction is just the automatic gainsaying of anything the other person says.
R: It is NOT!
S: It is!
R: Not at all!
S: It is!
Lord Recluse hits a bell on his desk and stops.
R: Thank you, that's it.
S: (stunned) What?
R: That's it. Good morning.
S: But I was just getting interested!
R: I'm sorry, the five minutes is up.
S: That was never five minutes!!
R: I'm afraid it was.
S: (leading on) No it wasn't.....
R: I'm sorry, I'm not allowed to argue any more.
S: WHAT??
R: If you want me to go on arguing, you'll have to pay for another five minutes.
S: But that was never five minutes just now! Oh Come on! Oh this is... This is ridiculous!
R: I told you... I told you, I'm not allowed to argue unless you PAY!
S: Oh all right. (takes out his wallet and pays again.) There you are.
R: Thank you.
S: (clears throat) Well...
R: Well WHAT?
S: That was never five minutes just now.
R: I told you, I'm not allowed to argue unless you've paid!
S: Well I just paid!
R: No you didn't!
S: I DID!!!
R: YOU didn't!
S: I DID!!!
R: YOU didn't!
S: I DID!!!
R: YOU didn't!
S: I DID!!!
R: YOU didn't!
S: I-dbct-fd-tq! I don't want to argue about it!
R: Well I'm very sorry but you didn't pay!
S: Ah hah! Well if I didn't pay, why are you arguing??? Ah HAAAAAAHHH! Gotcha!
R: No you haven't!
S: Yes I have! If you're arguing, I must have paid.
R: Not necessarily. I *could* be arguing in my spare time.
S: I've had enough of this!
R: No you haven't.
(door slam)
Goodbye, I guess.
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Here's one for anyone who's noticed the Ascendant cell phone npc..or Ascendant himself
Lord Recluse: Hello, is this Tommy the Nose's Villainous Base Rental Agency?
LR: Ok.....yes...ok....nono....can I speak to Tommy? He's on Vacation? Um...ok...who is in charge there? Jimmy....ok put Jimmy on.
LR:Hey...Jimmy is it? Listen, I need to rent a temporary base, my battle with the Freedom Phalanx kinda messed up the wiring in my base....no....no I don't want a lair...I want a ...no a .....no..I don't....no....no a .....a base.....no I don't want a cave....well...no not a....really? I didn't know you could do that with caves....huh....no I'd like...no something more like......no no....think Council.....without the rock.........I'm sure...yes-no I'm sure that subterr-I don't want a cave......ok fine I'll take a cave. What places are available? No....nothing with the name spider? or arachnid....ok..how about black..anything with the name black........You have a luxury base....not a cave....sounds good. It has a pool? Why would I.....oh.....I suppose they might like that. What about lighting?...does it get cable?......it has a mission computer? Well that place sounds like a bargain...how much for it?....really, only 10,000 a month...that's not too bad...it has a what?...wow that sounds great. ........there's a catch? What's the catch?....Ok I'll take it but why do I have to not tell anyone the name? The soldiers need to know where to transfer all of my....WHAT?! No..no way...I refuse....I am not...you have got to be joking...No refund? Take it or....why you snotty little....I cannot believe this.....Alright fine.......no .....yes....alright fine fine fine! I'll live with it...yes I'll sign for it. When Tommy get's back I'm gonna.....oh whatever...this is the address right? sheesh.<hangs up phone>
Black Widow walks up: So....did you get us a temporary base?
Lord Recluse: Yes.....<sighs>.
Black Widow: What's wrong, m'lord?
Lord Recluse: It's called <puts hand on face and mumbles>.
Black Widow: I'm sorry sir, what?
Lord Recluse: What kind of numbskull call's his lair the A-Hole?
Black Widow: The what?!
Lord Reclise: Some hero got a lair for himself-trademarked and everything...and it's called the A-Hole. Apparently the owner retired from hero work. The Agent told me the name could stand for Arachnos-Hole or something.....when Statesman finds out about this I'm never gonna hear the end of it.
Black Widow:.....
Lord Recluse to the troops and lieutenants: Alright folks, we're moving to <mutters to self: I cannot believe I'm saying this> the A-hole.
Everyone:<Stunned silence>
[ QUOTE ]
(it's a long one folks)
Statesman: Good morning, I'd like to have an argument, please.
Ghost Widow: Certainly, sir. Have you been here before?
Statesman: No, this is my first time.
Ghost Widow: I see, well we'll see who's free at the moment. Mako is free, but he's a little bit concilliatory. No. Try Black Scorpion, room 12.
Statesman: Thank you.
He enters room 12.
Black Scorpion: WHADDAYOU WANT?
Statesman: Well, Well, I was told outside that...
Scorpion: DON'T GIVE ME THAT, YOU SNOTTY-FACED EVIL PAN OF DROPPINGS!
Statesman: What?
Scorpion: SHUT YOUR FESTERING GOB, YOU TIT! YOUR TYPE MAKES ME PUKE! YOU VACUOUS STUFFY-NOSED MALODOROUS PERVERT!!!
Statesman: Yes, but I came here for an argument!!
Scorpion: OH! Oh! I'm sorry! This is abuse!
Statesman: Oh! Oh I see!
Scorpion: Aha! No, you want room 12A, next door.
Statesman: Oh...Sorry...
Scorpion: Not at all! (under his breath) stupid git.
Statesman goes into room 12A. Lord Recluse is sitting behind a desk.
Statesman: Is this the right room for an argument?
Reclusepause) I've told you once.
Statesman: No you haven't!
Recluse: Yes I have.
Statesman: When?
Recluse: Just now.
Statesman: No you didn't!
Recluse: Yes I did!
Statesman: You didn't!
Recluse: I did!
Statesman: You didn't!
Recluse: I'm telling you, I did!
Statesman: You didn't!
Recluse: Oh I'm sorry, is this a five minute argument, or the full half hour?
Statesman: Ah! (taking out his wallet and paying) Just the five minutes.
R: Just the five minutes. Thank you. Anyway, I did.
S: You most certainly did not!
R: Now let's get one thing perfectly clear: I most definitely told you!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh no you didn't!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: No you DIDN'T!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: No you DIDN'T!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: No you DIDN'T!
R: Oh yes I did!
S: Oh look, this isn't an argument!
(pause)
R: Yes it is!
S: No it isn't!
(pause)
S: It's just contradiction!
R: No it isn't!
S: It IS!
R: It is NOT!
S: You just contradicted me!
R: No I didn't!
S: You DID!
R: No no no!
S: You did just then!
R: Nonsense!
S: (exasperated) Oh, this is futile!!
(pause)
R: No it isn't!
S: Yes it is!
(pause)
S: I came here for a good argument!
R: AH, no you didn't, you came here for an argument!
S: An argument isn't just contradiction.
R: Well! it CAN be!
S: No it can't! An argument is a connected series of statement intended to establish a proposition.
R: No it isn't!
S: Yes it is! 'tisn't just contradiction.
R: Look, if I *argue* with you, I must take up a contrary position!
S: Yes but it isn't just saying "no it isn't".
R: Yes it is!
S: No it isn't!
R: Yes it is!
S: No it isn't!
R: Yes it is!
S: No it ISN'T! Argument is an intellectual process. contradiction is just the automatic gainsaying of anything the other person says.
R: It is NOT!
S: It is!
R: Not at all!
S: It is!
Lord Recluse hits a bell on his desk and stops.
R: Thank you, that's it.
S: (stunned) What?
R: That's it. Good morning.
S: But I was just getting interested!
R: I'm sorry, the five minutes is up.
S: That was never five minutes!!
R: I'm afraid it was.
S: (leading on) No it wasn't.....
R: I'm sorry, I'm not allowed to argue any more.
S: WHAT??
R: If you want me to go on arguing, you'll have to pay for another five minutes.
S: But that was never five minutes just now! Oh Come on! Oh this is... This is ridiculous!
R: I told you... I told you, I'm not allowed to argue unless you PAY!
S: Oh all right. (takes out his wallet and pays again.) There you are.
R: Thank you.
S: (clears throat) Well...
R: Well WHAT?
S: That was never five minutes just now.
R: I told you, I'm not allowed to argue unless you've paid!
S: Well I just paid!
R: No you didn't!
S: I DID!!!
R: YOU didn't!
S: I DID!!!
R: YOU didn't!
S: I DID!!!
R: YOU didn't!
S: I DID!!!
R: YOU didn't!
S: I-dbct-fd-tq! I don't want to argue about it!
R: Well I'm very sorry but you didn't pay!
S: Ah hah! Well if I didn't pay, why are you arguing??? Ah HAAAAAAHHH! Gotcha!
R: No you haven't!
S: Yes I have! If you're arguing, I must have paid.
R: Not necessarily. I *could* be arguing in my spare time.
S: I've had enough of this!
R: No you haven't.
(door slam)
[/ QUOTE ]
Another Monty Python episode 
and now, "Self Defense Against Fresh Fruit"
Lord Recluse: Good evening, class.
Wolf Spiders: Good evening.
Recluse: Where's all the others, then?
Spiders: They're not here.
Recluse: I can see that. What's the matter with them?
Spiders: Dunno.
Spider 1: Perhaps they've got 'flu.
Recluse: Huh! 'Flu, eh? They should eat more fresh fruit. Ha. Right. Now, self-defence. Tonight I shall be carrying on from where we got to last week when I was showing you how to defend yourselves against anyone who attacks you with armed with a piece of fresh fruit.
(Grumbles from all)
Soldier 2: Oh, you promised you wouldn't do fruit this week.
Recluse: What do you mean?
Soldier 3: We've done fruit the last nine weeks.
Recluse: What's wrong with fruit? You think you know it all, eh?
Soldier 2: Can't we do something else?
Soldier 4: Like someone who attacks you with a pointed stick?
Recluse: Pointed stick? Oh, oh, oh. We want to learn how to defend ourselves against pointed sticks, do we? Getting all high and mighty, eh? Fresh fruit not good enough for you eh? Well I'll tell you something my lad. When you're walking home tonight and some great homicidal maniac comes after you with a bunch of loganberries, don't come crying to me! Now, the passion fruit. When your assailant lunges at you with a passion fruit...
All: We done the passion fruit.
R: What?
S1: We done the passion fruit.
S2: We done oranges, apples, grapefruit...
S3: Whole and segments.
S2: Pomegranates, greengages...
S1: Grapes, passion fruit...
S2: Lemons...
S3: Plums...
S1: Mangoes in syrup...
R: How about cherries?
All: We did them.
R: Red *and* black?
All: Yes!
R: All right, bananas.
(All sigh.)
R: We haven't done them, have we? Right. Bananas. How to defend yourself against a man armed with a banana. Now you, come at me with this banana. Catch! Now, it's quite simple to defend yourself against a man armed with a banana. First of all you force him to drop the banana; then, second, you eat the banana, thus disarming him. You have now rendered him 'elpless.
S2: Suppose he's got a bunch.
R: Shut up.
S4: Suppose he's got a pointed stick.
R: Shut up. Right now you, Private Apricot.
S1: 'Arrison.
R: Sorry, Private 'Arrison. Come at me with that banana. Hold it like that, that's it. Now attack me with it. Come on! Come on! Come at me! Come at me then! (Shoots him.)
S1: Aaagh! (dies.)
R: Now, I eat the banana. (Does so.)
S2: You shot him!
S3: He's dead!
S4: He's completely dead!
R: I have now eaten the banana. The deceased, Private Apricot, is now 'elpless.
S2: You shot him. You shot him dead.
R: Well, he was attacking me with a banana.
S3: But you told him to.
R: Look, I'm only doing me job. I have to show you how to defend yourselves against fresh fruit.
S4: And pointed sticks.
R: Shut up.
S2: Suppose I'm attacked by a man with a banana and I haven't got a gun?
R: Run for it.
S3: You could stand and scream for help.
R: Yeah, you try that with a pineapple down your windpipe.
S3: A pineapple?
R: Where?! Where?!
S3: No I just said: a pineapple.
R: Oh. Phew. I thought my number was on that one.
S3: What, on the pineapple?
R: Where?! Where?!
S3: No, I was just repeating it.
R: Oh. Oh. I see. Right. Phew. Right that's bananas then. Now the raspberry. There we are. 'Armless looking thing, isn't it? Now you, Private Tin Peach.
S3: Thompson.
R: Thompson. Come at me with that raspberry. Come on. Be as vicious as you like with it.
S3: No.
R: Why not?
S3: You'll shoot me.
R: I won't.
S3: You shot Private Harrison.
R: That was self-defence. Now come on. I promise I won't shoot you.
S4: You promised you'd tell us about pointed sticks.
R: Shut up. Come on, brandish that raspberry. Come at me with it. Give me Hell.
S3:Throw the gun away.
R: I haven't got a gun.
S3: You have.
R: Haven't.
S3: You shot Private 'Arrison with it.
R: Oh, that gun.
S3: Throw it away.
R: Oh all right. How to defend yourself against a raspberry -- without a gun.
S3: You were going to shoot me!
R: I wasn't.
S3: You were!
R: No, I wasn't, I wasn't. Come on then. Come at me. Come on you weed! You weed, do your worst! Come on, you puny little man. You weed...
(Sgt. pulls a lever in the wall--CRASH! a 16-ton weight falls on spider 3)
S3: Aaagh.
R: If anyone ever attacks you with a raspberry, just pull the lever and the 16-ton weight will fall on top of him.
S2: Suppose there isn't a 16-ton weight?
R: Well that's planning, isn't it? Forethought.
S2: Well how many 16-ton weights are there?
R: Look, look, look, Mr Knowall. The 16-ton weight is just one way of dealing with a raspberry killer. There are millions of others!
S4: Like what?
R: Shootin' him?
S2: Well what if you haven't got a gun or a 16-ton weight?
R: Look, look. All right, smarty-pants. You two, you two, come at me then with raspberries. Come on, both of you, whole basket each.
S2: No guns.
R: No.
S2: No 16-ton weights.
R: No.
S4: No pointed sticks.
R: Shut up.
S2: No rocks up in the ceiling.
R: No.
S2: And you won't kill us.
R: I won't.
S2: Promise.
R: I promise I won't kill you. Now. Are you going to attack me?
S2 & S4: Oh, all right.
R: Right, now don't rush me this time. Stalk me. Do it properly. Stalk me. I'll turn me back. Stalk up behind me, close behind me, then in with the raspberries! Right? O.K. start moving. Now the first thing to do when you're being stalked by an ugly mob with raspberries is to -- release the tiger!
(He does so. Growls. Screams.)
R: The great advantage of the tiger in unarmed combat is that he eats not only the fruit-laden foe but also the raspberries. Tigers however do not relish the peach. The peach assailant should be attacked with a crocodile. Right, now, the rest of you, where are you? I know you're hiding somewhere with your damsons and prunes. Well I'm ready for you. I've wired meself up to 200 tons of gelignite, and if any one of you so much as makes a move we'll all go up together! Right, right. I warned you. That's it...
(Explosion.)
Goodbye, I guess.
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LR: IM A PRETTY GIRL!!!
GW: Excuse me sir?
LR: Oh didn't know you were here.
BS: We're all here. You know I don't know if this is going to work out Zeb.
LR: Did you say my name....
CM: Yes he did you got a problem with that!
LR: Maybe...
All: That's what we thought...
LR: Ghost...OUT! OUT! OUT NOW!
Three days later...
LR: So um....do you have those PTS Reports?
BS: No sir.
GW: WE'VE NEVER HAD PTS REPORTS!!!!
LR: Ghost...who let you back in....
oh and I got another...
CM: Mako....I know your girlfriend Betty just broke up with you but it's going to be ok...
LR: Who's Betty?
CM: Exactly...Betty never existed.
LR: Captian Mako....I want you inside of me....
CM: Class dismissed....
Recluse: 'Evening, squire!
Statesman: (stiffly) Good evening.
Recluse: Is, uh,... Is your wife a goer, eh? Know whatahmean, know whatahmean, nudge nudge, know whatahmean, say no more?
Statesman: I, uh, I beg your pardon?
Recluse: Your, uh, your wife, does she go, eh, does she go, eh?
Statesman: (flustered) Well, she sometimes 'goes', yes.
Recluse: Aaaaaaaah bet she does, I bet she does, say no more, say no more, know whatahmean, nudge nudge?
Statesman: (confused) I'm afraid I don't quite follow you.
Recluse: Follow me. Follow me. That's good, that's good!
A nod's as good as a wink to a blind bat!
Statesman: Are you, uh,... are you selling something?
Recluse: SELLING! Very good, very good! Ay? Ay? Ay?
(pause)
Oooh! Ya wicked Ay! Wicked Ay! Oooh hooh! Say No MORE!
Statesman: Well, I, uh....
Recluse: Is, your uh, is your wife a sport, ay?
Statesman: Um, she likes sport, yes!
Recluse: I bet she does, I bet she does!
Statesman: As a matter of fact she's very fond of cricket.
Recluse: 'Oo isn't? Likes games, eh?
Knew she would. Likes games, eh?
She's been around a bit, been around?
Statesman: She has traveled, yes. She's from Scarsdale.
(pause)
Recluse: SAY NO MORE!! Scarsdale, saynomore, saynomore, saynomore, squire!
Statesman: I wasn't going to!
Recluse: Oh! Well, never mind. Dib dib?
Is your uh, is your wife interested in...photography, ay? 'Photographs, ay', he asked him knowlingly?
Statesman: Photography?
Recluse: Snap snap, grin grin, wink wink, nudge nudge, say no more?
Statesman: Holiday snaps, eh?
Recluse: They could be, they could be taken on holiday.
Candid, you know, CANDID photography?
Statesman: No, no I'm afraid we don't have a camera.
Recluse: Oh.
(leeringly)
Still, mooooooh, ay? Mwoohohohohoo, ay? Hohohohohoho, ay?
Statesman: Look...are you insinuating something?
Recluse: Oh, no, no, no... yes.
Statesman: Well?
Recluse: Well, you're a man of the world, squire.
Statesman: Yes...
Recluse: I mean, you've been around a bit, you know, like, you've, uh... You've 'done it'...
Statesman: What do you mean?
Recluse: Well, I mean like,... you've SLEPT, with a lady...
Statesman: Yes...
Recluse: What's it like?
Goodbye, I guess.
@Lord_Nightblade in Champions/Star Trek Online
nightblade7295@gmail.com if you want to stay in touch
LR: YOUR TIME IS KNOW STATESMAN!!! I SHALL KILL YOU ON THE SPOT!!!!
States:NOOOOOOO!!!!
(Ghost Widow and Sister Psychi sipping tea)
GW:man our boys...
SP: They playing "Kill the hero again"?
GW yup.
S:Ok, ok! my turn to be the villain!
LR: NO FAIRRR!!!I called it......
If I sat here and did all the monty python I know this thread would have 5,000 pages heh. its funny 1-2 maby 3 times but ummm dude most pll on here dont know what the hell it its!
I like it some others do maby but do something original plz.
Recluse (singing slowly):
While driving in my Cadillac, what to my surprise.
A little Nash Rambler was following me, about one third my size.
The guy must have wanted to pass me up, as he kept on tooting his horn.
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.
Beep beep.
Beep beep.
His horn went beep beep beep.
(sure, it's not original, but it's really obscure. ten bucks to whoever knows how the song ends and tell me where i can get an mp3 of it cause i can't find the blasted thing)
Goodbye, I guess.
@Lord_Nightblade in Champions/Star Trek Online
nightblade7295@gmail.com if you want to stay in touch
"Villainy is hard work. I think it's time to do something a bit more... productive. Like gardening! Yes, gardening will be perfect.."