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"Good Morning Class" -- The St. Patrick's Day Massacre

It is St. Patrick's day in Coinalot
Sir ClarkofKent: (breathless) Your Majesty! The castle is under seige! The head of Sir Marguli was just catapulted over the wall!
King ArtR: BY THE GODS! ...Are you sure it 'twas the head?
Sir ClarkofKent: Yes, your highness. Why do you ask?
King ArtR: For he is known to speak with other parts of his body! Perhaps his rump hath been used for a missile?
--Stunned Silence--
King ArtR: Just kidding! Your Majesty is being mirthful. So somebody has catapulted the head of Sir Marguli over the walls, eh?
Sir DHeath: Just so, your Highness!
King ArtR: How do we know?
Sir Pushkin: 'Tis red and looks like a demon.
King ArtR: Are you sure 'tis not a balloon...?
Sir DanC: (puzzled) a balloon Highness?
King ArtR: Yes. Something festive. A gift perhaps sent to us by The Kingdom of Sleep?
The Archbishop of Coinguy1 enters the room holding the head of Sir Marguli
Archbishop of Coinguy1: Gaze upon your "balloon" Highness!
There is a collective gasp!
Jester Shiroh: Thanks for the heads up Archbishop!
King ArtR: Gadzooks! ...Give it to me.
Coinguy1: Don't want to--
King ArtR: Now!--
Coinguy1: No--
KingArtR: Archers! Take aim!
Coinguy1: (handing it over) Wouldn't kill ya to share a little.
King ArtR: (he looks at the head) There's a note attached! (he reads) "Attention citizens of Coinalot... new Sheriff in town..."
King ArtR puts his hand to his head and stumbles backward.
Sir Blade: Your Majesty! What is it???!
King ArtR: (he is pale, stricken) 'Tis a message from the only man I fear... The Sheriff of Homerun Hall!
There is another collective gasp!
Sir Rotts: What's it say, your Majesty?!
King ArtR: It says "He who baggeth on me, will be baggeth'd!"
Knave VonZipper: Gosh! Do you think he means it?
King ArtR: (quietly) Knave Zipper?
Knave VonZipper: Yes, Sire?
King ArtR: Am I not holding the head of Sir Marguli?
Knave Von Zipper: Yes, Sire.
King ArtR: (screaming) THEN HE MEANS IT!!!!!!!!
Lord Ursabear comes running into the room
Lord Ursabear: Your Majesty! The castle's St. Patrick's Day Parade is in choas!!!!!!!
King ArtR: What now?
Lord Ursabear: The head of Sir Dakra just landed on the "One Big Happy Family" float!
Sir IrishMike: BY THE GODS! My favorite, your Majesty!
Lord Ursabear: The Pipers all have puketh'd! The parade's in disarray!
--Silence--
King ArtR: (solemn) Gather what remains of my Knights. Tell them to don their armor!
Sir Wondercoin: We cannot, your Majesty!
King ArtR: Why not?
Sir Oreville: It is too tight, Sire.
King ArtR: (deep sigh) Am I just walkin' down the street talkin' to myself here? GET YER FRICKIN' ARMOR ON!!!!!!!!!!
MadMarty, the castle madman, jumps down from the rafters. He is a wild collection of rags, bags, and tangled hair. He sings...
Beware the Sheriff of Homerun Hall
For I have bags that fit you all
In my domain you soon will learn
Speak your mind--your house will burn
Potatoes stuck inside your pants
Will not change your circumstance
Raise my ire--your grades will fall
I am the Sheriff of Homerun Hall!
King ArtR is a rabid squirrel
Hiding like a little girl
His nuts will decorate my wall---
King ArtR: SILENCE!!!!
Mad Marty: (hurriedly finishing his song) I-am-the-Sheriff-of-Homerun-Hall.
Jester Shiroh: Not his best, your Majesty.
King ArtR's shoulders slump and he slowly sits down on the floor.
King ArtR: I'm weary, Jester.
Jester Shiroh: Do we not amuse, your Majesty?
King ArtR: I'm tired of battle. I'm tired of the fighting. I've seen too much, and enjoyed too little. It's not easy being King.
Jester Shiroh: I should think not your Majesty.
King ArtR: This latest battle. With The Sheriff of Homerun Hall...? I am not going to take the field.
Jester Shiroh: But... but... your Majesty. We must fight! That's what we do in Coinalot.
King ArtR: No more. To the sun and the stars-- the things we fight over matter not.
King ArtR slowly raises and begins to walk away
Scribe Clankeye: Where are you going, your Majesty...?
walking... slowly away...
King ArtR: I'm going to go look at the Royal Coins. They bring me pleasure.
He walks down a long hall, until all that can be seen is a glimmer from his crown.
Squire Airplanenut: Cool.
Sir ClarkofKent: (breathless) Your Majesty! The castle is under seige! The head of Sir Marguli was just catapulted over the wall!
King ArtR: BY THE GODS! ...Are you sure it 'twas the head?
Sir ClarkofKent: Yes, your highness. Why do you ask?
King ArtR: For he is known to speak with other parts of his body! Perhaps his rump hath been used for a missile?
--Stunned Silence--
King ArtR: Just kidding! Your Majesty is being mirthful. So somebody has catapulted the head of Sir Marguli over the walls, eh?
Sir DHeath: Just so, your Highness!
King ArtR: How do we know?
Sir Pushkin: 'Tis red and looks like a demon.
King ArtR: Are you sure 'tis not a balloon...?
Sir DanC: (puzzled) a balloon Highness?
King ArtR: Yes. Something festive. A gift perhaps sent to us by The Kingdom of Sleep?
The Archbishop of Coinguy1 enters the room holding the head of Sir Marguli
Archbishop of Coinguy1: Gaze upon your "balloon" Highness!
There is a collective gasp!
Jester Shiroh: Thanks for the heads up Archbishop!
King ArtR: Gadzooks! ...Give it to me.
Coinguy1: Don't want to--
King ArtR: Now!--
Coinguy1: No--
KingArtR: Archers! Take aim!
Coinguy1: (handing it over) Wouldn't kill ya to share a little.
King ArtR: (he looks at the head) There's a note attached! (he reads) "Attention citizens of Coinalot... new Sheriff in town..."
King ArtR puts his hand to his head and stumbles backward.
Sir Blade: Your Majesty! What is it???!
King ArtR: (he is pale, stricken) 'Tis a message from the only man I fear... The Sheriff of Homerun Hall!
There is another collective gasp!
Sir Rotts: What's it say, your Majesty?!
King ArtR: It says "He who baggeth on me, will be baggeth'd!"
Knave VonZipper: Gosh! Do you think he means it?
King ArtR: (quietly) Knave Zipper?
Knave VonZipper: Yes, Sire?
King ArtR: Am I not holding the head of Sir Marguli?
Knave Von Zipper: Yes, Sire.
King ArtR: (screaming) THEN HE MEANS IT!!!!!!!!
Lord Ursabear comes running into the room
Lord Ursabear: Your Majesty! The castle's St. Patrick's Day Parade is in choas!!!!!!!
King ArtR: What now?
Lord Ursabear: The head of Sir Dakra just landed on the "One Big Happy Family" float!
Sir IrishMike: BY THE GODS! My favorite, your Majesty!
Lord Ursabear: The Pipers all have puketh'd! The parade's in disarray!
--Silence--
King ArtR: (solemn) Gather what remains of my Knights. Tell them to don their armor!
Sir Wondercoin: We cannot, your Majesty!
King ArtR: Why not?
Sir Oreville: It is too tight, Sire.
King ArtR: (deep sigh) Am I just walkin' down the street talkin' to myself here? GET YER FRICKIN' ARMOR ON!!!!!!!!!!
MadMarty, the castle madman, jumps down from the rafters. He is a wild collection of rags, bags, and tangled hair. He sings...
Beware the Sheriff of Homerun Hall
For I have bags that fit you all
In my domain you soon will learn
Speak your mind--your house will burn
Potatoes stuck inside your pants
Will not change your circumstance
Raise my ire--your grades will fall
I am the Sheriff of Homerun Hall!
King ArtR is a rabid squirrel
Hiding like a little girl
His nuts will decorate my wall---
King ArtR: SILENCE!!!!
Mad Marty: (hurriedly finishing his song) I-am-the-Sheriff-of-Homerun-Hall.
Jester Shiroh: Not his best, your Majesty.
King ArtR's shoulders slump and he slowly sits down on the floor.
King ArtR: I'm weary, Jester.
Jester Shiroh: Do we not amuse, your Majesty?
King ArtR: I'm tired of battle. I'm tired of the fighting. I've seen too much, and enjoyed too little. It's not easy being King.
Jester Shiroh: I should think not your Majesty.
King ArtR: This latest battle. With The Sheriff of Homerun Hall...? I am not going to take the field.
Jester Shiroh: But... but... your Majesty. We must fight! That's what we do in Coinalot.
King ArtR: No more. To the sun and the stars-- the things we fight over matter not.
King ArtR slowly raises and begins to walk away
Scribe Clankeye: Where are you going, your Majesty...?
walking... slowly away...
King ArtR: I'm going to go look at the Royal Coins. They bring me pleasure.
He walks down a long hall, until all that can be seen is a glimmer from his crown.
Squire Airplanenut: Cool.
Brevity is the soul of wit. --William Shakespeare
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Oh, the King is a darksider?
New collectors, please educate yourself before spending money on coins; there are people who believe that using numismatic knowledge to rip the naïve is what this hobby is all about.
"The silver is mine and the gold is mine,' declares the LORD GOD Almighty."
You always know what to say.
Thanks.
sniff
Camelot
Just couldn't hold it in until Monday, eh Clankeye? You've topped yourself, again. MadMarty's song was priceless!
Dan
My first tassa slap 3/3/04
My shiny cents
Jade Rare Coin eBay Listings
The funniest yet (and no, not because I was mentionedeth
I truly and sincerely hope that we can get a compendium of your absolutely endless talent and put it in print.
Any volunteers for printing? I can assemble the posts and maybe do some page layout...
Thank you Clankeye for giving me a treat each week.
The Ludlow Brilliant Collection (1938-64)
Thanks once again.
Keep it up or ------------------------No Soup for You.....
Pennies make dollars, and dollars make slabs!
....inflation must be kicking in again this dollar says spend by Dec. 31 2004!
Erik
I agree with at least one thing homerunhall said recently - you are the best. And, this chapter is your best yet. But, did you have to go and make ME the one to hold Greg's head? - yuck!
I hereby nominate Clankeye for forum member of the year, whether he is the only one still left, come Dec. 31, 2003 or not!
Camelot
....... bob**rgte**
Brian.
He is held in respect by all who read his work, including collectors, dealers and the management
of PCGS. With the events of the past few days, that is high praise indeed. Bear
Camelot
09/07/2006
BTW, man, do I have the same feelings as KigArtR.
Hey Clank, you ever thought about becoming (if you aren't) a therapist?
I wanted to post the story on Friday for two reasons. First, I am going to be working all day on Monday, St. Patrick's day and won't be around. The other is that it was my way of saying that for me, the forum will go on as always.
I wouldn't want to diminish anyone's concerns about what goes on around here. I think it would be condescending. I just will state for the record that I believe in the vibrant, swirling life of the forum. I believe in the camaraderie, I believe in the knowledge and I definitely believe in the good humor. And I think it will continue unabated. Yes I do.
Clankeye
the Forum land , as the breeze doth touch with gentle hands the smallest to the tallest trees.
Camelot
09/07/2006
Just amazing that one brain came up with that. Usually, it's a whole room of writers for a show of that quality!
trying hard not to lose my head.
I hate it when you see my post before I can edit the spelling.
Always looking for nice type coins
my local dealer
09/07/2006
The Monty Python characters illustrate the spirit of intent perfectly.
Where can I buy one? Just for the illustrations of course. Who actually reads the words.
You are a funny guy. Thanks for making my day!
Clankeye
<< <i>until all that can be seen is a glimmer from his crown.
Oh, the King is a darksider? >>
Oh, Kranky ... you mean you didn't know?!?!
Great work ... as usual ... Clankeye -- and Cosmic!! I've never seen an author and illustrator so "meant" to be together! LOL!!!
Come on over ... to The Dark Side!
09/07/2006
Bravo!!!
Thanks, I laughed so hard I almost had to Puketh, I just love that word..........just for kicks I'll read it again on Monday!
Marc
Cool
We'll use our hands and hearts and if we must we'll use our heads.
I want a signed copy of the book when it comes out!
Total Copper Nutcase - African, British Ships, Channel Islands!!!
'Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup'