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"Good Morning Class" - Coinalot

In a great hall, a raucous celebration... Sir Cointoast has returned to Coinalot....
Sir Cointoast: By the whiskers of Zeus! 'Tis good to be home!
All: Har! Har! Welcome hail fellow!
Sir Cointoast: But where is Sir Dog97? All this time away... my pulse pumps as one with his noble heart!
Squire Zerbe: He humpest thou leg as thee speak, good sir knight!
Sir Cointoast (looking down) BY THE GODS!!!!!
There is a fanfare and King ArtR and the Lady Coinboard enter
Lady Coinboard: Good morning court!
All: Good morning Lady Coinboard!
Sir: Cointoast: (dropping to one knee) My King!
King ArtR: Welcome back to Coinalot, Sir Cointoast! Raise! Tell us... did you find The Grail?
Sir Cointoast: Well... not exactly, Majesty.
King ArtR: You puzzle us, Cointoast. Then what treasure have you brought us?
Sir Cointoast: Behold your Majesty! The most magnificent and rare Stone Mountain commemorative ever smiled upon by the Lord our God!
All: (gasp!)
Sir Cointoast: See that it is as golden as a monkey's bum, and shines with the garish colors of night electric!
Jester Shiroh: Surely this is fraud your Highness, the word "electric" has yet to be invented!
Sir Marguli: Aye! And any fool could see 'tis baked as surely as the pig on yonder fire!
Sir Cointoast: THOU LIEST, KNAVE!!!!!!!!
Sir Marguli: Do not.
Sir Cointoast: Do too!
King ArtR raises to address the Hall
King ArtR: This Day of Our Lord an accusation has been made that Sir Cointoast possessth a baked coin! Who shall be your champion Cointoast!!!!?? And what weapons do you choose for battle?
Sir Cointoast: Your Majesty if I may... since my return to Coinalot, I am of heavy heart. This once proud place full of wisdom and manliness has been overrun by Jackals! Where once proud numismatist's walked at the right hand of God... where noble ladies of strong loins carried the future of our Kingdom... now there is but knavery and tomfoolery! Silly threads hath overtaken Coinalot! Ebay threads! Guess the grade threads! Submission result threads! Classroom cartoon threads! A plague on our house all! THE VERY UNDOING OF COINALOT!!!!!
All: (GASP!)
Jester Shiroh: Your Majesty, he's wrong again... the Plague hasn't even happened yet.
Sir Cointoast: SILENCE JESTER! Your Majesty... you ask who will be my champion? 'Tis I, sir. C'est Moi... Armed with naught but my eighth grade education and the pure stridency of my personality... I will champion myself and the coin...
KIng ArtR: So be it, Cointoast... And Sir Marguli, what be your weapon of choice?
Sir Marguli: My King! I have chosen the Royal law firm of Frattlaw and Crane. (He turns and winks at the Lady Coinboard) ...fighting's a nasty business, let the lawyers do it.
Lady Coinboard: (batting her eyes) My kerchief to you, Sir Greg!
Sir Agentjim007: Me thinkest I shall puketh.
Squire Airplanenut: Cool!
Sir Cointoast: Your Majesty, this cannot be!
King ArtR: Pray thee why, Cointoast?
Sir Cointoast: (hanging his head) For I hate lawyers beyond all rational explanation...
King ArtR: For what reason?....
Sir Cointoast: For the same reason that I am vexed by the purchase of these bakery goods I mistook for coinage... they... they... make...
King ArtR: (leaning in) Yes.....?
Sir Cointoast: Me....
All: Yes....?
Sir Cointoast: Feel....
--Silence--
Sir Cointoast: ....small.
--Silence--
All: BWWWHAHAHAHAHHAHA-----
King ArtR: SILENCE!!!!!!!
All are quiet. The King moves towards Sir Cointoast and rests a hand upon his shoulder
King ArtR: Good Sir Cointoast... Seek not to make others feel this same smallness, and you yourself shall one day loom large.
Sir Cointoast: (looking up at the King with tears of joy) 'Tis it true, your Majesty?
A loud, bellicose voice booms through the hall
drOcoinOoperater: WHAT A MAROON!!!!!!!!!
All: BWWWWWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!
Sir Cointoast: By the whiskers of Zeus! 'Tis good to be home!
All: Har! Har! Welcome hail fellow!
Sir Cointoast: But where is Sir Dog97? All this time away... my pulse pumps as one with his noble heart!
Squire Zerbe: He humpest thou leg as thee speak, good sir knight!
Sir Cointoast (looking down) BY THE GODS!!!!!
There is a fanfare and King ArtR and the Lady Coinboard enter
Lady Coinboard: Good morning court!
All: Good morning Lady Coinboard!
Sir: Cointoast: (dropping to one knee) My King!
King ArtR: Welcome back to Coinalot, Sir Cointoast! Raise! Tell us... did you find The Grail?
Sir Cointoast: Well... not exactly, Majesty.
King ArtR: You puzzle us, Cointoast. Then what treasure have you brought us?
Sir Cointoast: Behold your Majesty! The most magnificent and rare Stone Mountain commemorative ever smiled upon by the Lord our God!
All: (gasp!)
Sir Cointoast: See that it is as golden as a monkey's bum, and shines with the garish colors of night electric!
Jester Shiroh: Surely this is fraud your Highness, the word "electric" has yet to be invented!
Sir Marguli: Aye! And any fool could see 'tis baked as surely as the pig on yonder fire!
Sir Cointoast: THOU LIEST, KNAVE!!!!!!!!
Sir Marguli: Do not.
Sir Cointoast: Do too!
King ArtR raises to address the Hall
King ArtR: This Day of Our Lord an accusation has been made that Sir Cointoast possessth a baked coin! Who shall be your champion Cointoast!!!!?? And what weapons do you choose for battle?
Sir Cointoast: Your Majesty if I may... since my return to Coinalot, I am of heavy heart. This once proud place full of wisdom and manliness has been overrun by Jackals! Where once proud numismatist's walked at the right hand of God... where noble ladies of strong loins carried the future of our Kingdom... now there is but knavery and tomfoolery! Silly threads hath overtaken Coinalot! Ebay threads! Guess the grade threads! Submission result threads! Classroom cartoon threads! A plague on our house all! THE VERY UNDOING OF COINALOT!!!!!
All: (GASP!)
Jester Shiroh: Your Majesty, he's wrong again... the Plague hasn't even happened yet.
Sir Cointoast: SILENCE JESTER! Your Majesty... you ask who will be my champion? 'Tis I, sir. C'est Moi... Armed with naught but my eighth grade education and the pure stridency of my personality... I will champion myself and the coin...
KIng ArtR: So be it, Cointoast... And Sir Marguli, what be your weapon of choice?
Sir Marguli: My King! I have chosen the Royal law firm of Frattlaw and Crane. (He turns and winks at the Lady Coinboard) ...fighting's a nasty business, let the lawyers do it.
Lady Coinboard: (batting her eyes) My kerchief to you, Sir Greg!
Sir Agentjim007: Me thinkest I shall puketh.
Squire Airplanenut: Cool!
Sir Cointoast: Your Majesty, this cannot be!
King ArtR: Pray thee why, Cointoast?
Sir Cointoast: (hanging his head) For I hate lawyers beyond all rational explanation...
King ArtR: For what reason?....
Sir Cointoast: For the same reason that I am vexed by the purchase of these bakery goods I mistook for coinage... they... they... make...
King ArtR: (leaning in) Yes.....?
Sir Cointoast: Me....
All: Yes....?
Sir Cointoast: Feel....
--Silence--
Sir Cointoast: ....small.
--Silence--
All: BWWWHAHAHAHAHHAHA-----
King ArtR: SILENCE!!!!!!!
All are quiet. The King moves towards Sir Cointoast and rests a hand upon his shoulder
King ArtR: Good Sir Cointoast... Seek not to make others feel this same smallness, and you yourself shall one day loom large.
Sir Cointoast: (looking up at the King with tears of joy) 'Tis it true, your Majesty?
A loud, bellicose voice booms through the hall
drOcoinOoperater: WHAT A MAROON!!!!!!!!!
All: BWWWWWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!
Brevity is the soul of wit. --William Shakespeare
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karlgoetzmedals.com
secessionistmedals.com
Good job once again, but I thought there were Kennedy's in "Coinalot".
Joe
"The silver is mine and the gold is mine,' declares the LORD GOD Almighty."
Thanks for making me laugh about things that otherwise disgust me
Joe
Me thinks I made an oversight. I have edited mine rancid text and restored your proper knighthood to you. Which in my haste I did so dastardly neglect.
The Royal Corkscrew Clankeye
'Tis true that it has been far too long since your appearance at court. For this oversight I bequeath you seventeen virgins, a tattered copy of Coinworld, and an all expenses paid visit to Universal Studios in Florida. Sleep with one eye open my friend. Next week the pen points at ye.
Clankeye
I think I shall never see
A coin more faire than thee
You are a bust dollar fine and true
I cannot rest till I possess you
If you think you shall get away
You haven't seen how much I'll pay
To see your surface with golden hue
Won't be long till I'm with you...
Verily, you see, Sir Clank, that I hath founded your first ever publick letter in the very pages thou hast given me.
and magical beasts of all manner. Bringeth on Merlin, witches, worlocks with all of the potions and
incantations . Such as can turneth dross into coins that rival the very sunset over Coinalot. We awaiteth,
with fine tuned anticipation ,in our cyber kingdomes , further news of the Kingdom of Coinalot. Withist all
of the makings, doings and general screweth aroundest of all thy Kingdoms lords and ladies.
Bear - Keeper of the flame of knowledge, possessor of the bowl of berries, perveyor of roots and nuts.
Camelot
Obscurum per obscurius
Camelot
<< <i>and shines with the garish colors of night electric! >>
Hey, Clankeye, can I use that the next time I run my monster Morgan auction?
Russ, NCNE
Are you sure you didn't mean "whomsoever pulleth this colorful coin from out yon oven..." ?
Bear - some great ideas!
shirohniichan - ANY role in one of Clankeye's episodes is one to be honored and cherished. Well, almost any one - I, for one, wouldnt want to be "roasted toast". But, he might.
">Franklin Halves
">Kennedy Halves
Joe.
Doest tho thinkest tho could spare one of tho 17 virgins?
"tis' baked as surely as the pig on yonder fire"
Laugheth my atheth offeth....
designset
Treasury Seals Type Set
although banished from direct participation at yon roundtable, I, Gilbert of Morganville, seeker of undiscovered varieties, taketh notice that,
Sir Cointoast, by thy own actions hath absented thyself from the royal court of King ArtR and the wisdom of Coinalot, and thus been deceived by the scoundrelous wizardry of whom we know not, hath returned with such blasphemous material as to render Coinalot susceptible to strife and confrontation.
It is with a sad heart, me lord, that I implore thee to put Sir Cointoast to the test, that being a most scrutinous questioning by our most wise council in the matters of discerning true treasures, worthy of your review, for it cannot be discounted that Sir Cointoast, may in fact have withdrawn the true grail for thine own self, and merely submit this, this falsehood in an attempt to deceive the fine Knights and Ladys of Coinalot, whilst secretly possessing the "grail" to be surrended to the oft absent collector of such treasures, your nemesis, Sir Snake. Evidence of this I have not, only the knowledge that upon departure, Sir Cointoast was thus prepared to be not so easily deceived.
An evil spell must be afoot.
Showeth thou no mercy?
I do believe that this one gets the "best so far" award in the ursabear camp!
Clank - you are a savant and a true artiste.
Fare thee well..........Zerbe
It's been too long since the last episode, the drawings of Mrs. Coinboard just didn't seem like enough.
Clank you outdid yourself this time.
Ken
z
Here's a warning parable for coin collectors...
and it sets us apart from practitioners and consultants. Gregor
now Sir Clankeye has his Tales of dazzling social commentary.
Camelot
Again, I thank you.
Clank
T'was truly a great and glorious treat to return to the Kingdom following a feast in a foreign land to find such a majestic read. I didst wonder of the whereabouts of the Hepkitty of Court, the lovely Lady LucyBop. Might she have been cruising in the chariot of a darker knight?
Thanks for adding a smile to my day, Clankeye.
It is with a sad heart, me lord, that I implore thee to put Sir Cointoast to the test, that being a most scrutinous questioning by our most wise council in the matters of discerning true treasures, worthy of your review, for it cannot be discounted that Sir Cointoast, may in fact have withdrawn the true grail for thine own self, and merely submit this, this falsehood in an attempt to deceive the fine Knights and Ladys of Coinalot, whilst secretly possessing the "grail" to be surrended to the oft absent collector of such treasures, your nemesis, Sir Snake. Evidence of this I have not, only the knowledge that upon departure, Sir Cointoast was thus prepared to be not so easily deceived.
An evil spell must be afoot.
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Gilbert"
Gilbert your good at this, I can't understand a damn word your saying...do you work at Medival Times?
But I fear the vast majority of players have left the theater...