"Good Morning Class" - The Flames of Coinalot
Clankeye
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King ArtR and the Knights of Coinalot are bored. Nothing much has happened at the castle of late.
King ArtR: (slouching on his throne) Me thinks thee a deadly dull lot. Can no one here entertain me?
The Archbishop of Coinguy1: But, my liege... you have brought peace to Coinalot! Look around you, prosperity is enjoyed by all! Peace and love reigns through the land!
Sir Agentjim007: Me thinkest I shall puketh!
King ArtR: (perking up) What did thou say?
The knights all reach for their broadswords
Sir Agentjim007: ...Nothing Sire.
King ArtR: (jumping to his feet) Did you not mean to flame The Archbishop of Coinguy most brutally? To tear him asunder? Eviserate him verbally? Trounce, flounce and most savagely rippeth him a new one? WAS THIS NOT YOUR INTENT!!!!!!?????
Sir Agentjim007: ...I fear not, Majesty.
King ArtR: (sitting again, dejected) Well... why not? If anyone deserves it, 'tis he. Him and his wretched Castle Peace Committee has rendered this place dull as plain song.
Archbishop of Coinguy1: (sputtering) But... but... my liege--
King ArtR: SILENCE! Who amongst you fierce hearts can say they do not miss a good flaming! NOT ONE FIGHT THIS WEEKEND! What tales are there for Scribe Clankeye to chronicle? Do we want history to record that life in Coinalot was as exciting as a sewing bee! ME THINKEST NOT!!!! Where is Sir Halfwit?
Sir Halfnut: (gingerly) That's Halfnut, your Majesty...
King ArtR: Halfnut, Halfwit... whatever! Entertain me!
Sir Halfnut: (uncomfortable) I confess, I cannot, your Highness...
King ArtR: (Roaring) WHY NOT!!!
Sir Halfnut: (gulp) ...why... why... I am too nice, your Majesty.
King ArtR: (slumping in his throne, stunned) ...Too nice?
The knights NWCS and Robert Pr approach the throne.
Sir NWCS: 'Tis true, Sire. We are all swell, and well-met fellows. Brought to the light of goodness by the Archbishop of Coinguy1!
Sir Robert Pr: (excited) I shall entertain you Highness! 'Tis a game I learned! Sir Robert takes his sword and draws a circle in the dirt. Inside it he makes a crude face
Your Majesty! Pretendeth this is one of your Royal gold pieces, and we shall all guess the grade! (he scratches the dirt with his sword) Judging by this mark, I should grade this no higher than MS 63! What guess you, your Majesty?
--Silence--
King ArtR sits on his throne, drumming his fingers, glaring at Sir Robert
King ArtR: (calm, steady) What guess I? Hmmmmm... (leaping to his feet, raging) I GUESS THAT THE ROYAL EXECUTIONER SHALL BE BUSY THIS DAY!!!!!!!! What Coindom is it I rule, that it should be plagued with such festering NICENESS!!!?? Archbishop of Coinguy, 'tis your fault! (turning to the assembled Knights) Can no one rid me of this meddlesome Priest??????!!
The crowd parts and out steps Sir Anaconda. He is dressed in the finest armor, with lovely plumage cascading from his helmet
Sir Anaconda: Your Majesty, your words are "actionable". Do you know what that means? If your parents have any assets, you might want to break out the ol' dictionary and do a little research and save them some grief. Just some friendly free advice!
King ArtR: (slackjawed) By the Gods!
Squire Airplanenut: Cool!
Sir IrishMike: (brandishing sword) You speaketh to the King, Dog!
Sir Anaconda: Sorry, about that. (To King ArtR) Are you OK? You don't look so good. I was just playing with you. Please don't be mad at me. All my friends have gone away and you're the last one. There's no way you're leaving. I know where you live and I'm headed over there right now. Do you like swords? Wait a minute, you’re a King. You love swords! Me too! See ya' in a minute. Just kidding! That'll probably get me kicked outta here. I gotta go now, bye. Oh, no. Not you guys again. Hey, let go of me. Take that off of me. You're putting it on too tight again...STOP IT! STOP! OR I'LL SAY STOP AGAIN!
Lord Marcovan and Sir ClarkofKent drag Sir Anaconda from the Hall
--Silence--
Sir Compucheap: (gleefully) THE SQUIRE DCAMFRANKLIN IS A FESTERING BOIL!!!!!!!!
All: BWWWWWWWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!
The Lady Coinboard enters the hall. Attended by the fair Princess Lucy of Bop
Lady Coinboard: Good morning court!
All: (wildly enthusiastic) Good morning Lady Coinboard!!!!!!
Princess Lucy of Bop: (winking) Mornin' boys...
The Hall erupts with wolf whistles, sword fights, crashing beer steins, wrestling matches, and mayhem from all
King ArtR: (seated, smiling broadly) Now that's more like it!
King ArtR: (slouching on his throne) Me thinks thee a deadly dull lot. Can no one here entertain me?
The Archbishop of Coinguy1: But, my liege... you have brought peace to Coinalot! Look around you, prosperity is enjoyed by all! Peace and love reigns through the land!
Sir Agentjim007: Me thinkest I shall puketh!
King ArtR: (perking up) What did thou say?
The knights all reach for their broadswords
Sir Agentjim007: ...Nothing Sire.
King ArtR: (jumping to his feet) Did you not mean to flame The Archbishop of Coinguy most brutally? To tear him asunder? Eviserate him verbally? Trounce, flounce and most savagely rippeth him a new one? WAS THIS NOT YOUR INTENT!!!!!!?????
Sir Agentjim007: ...I fear not, Majesty.
King ArtR: (sitting again, dejected) Well... why not? If anyone deserves it, 'tis he. Him and his wretched Castle Peace Committee has rendered this place dull as plain song.
Archbishop of Coinguy1: (sputtering) But... but... my liege--
King ArtR: SILENCE! Who amongst you fierce hearts can say they do not miss a good flaming! NOT ONE FIGHT THIS WEEKEND! What tales are there for Scribe Clankeye to chronicle? Do we want history to record that life in Coinalot was as exciting as a sewing bee! ME THINKEST NOT!!!! Where is Sir Halfwit?
Sir Halfnut: (gingerly) That's Halfnut, your Majesty...
King ArtR: Halfnut, Halfwit... whatever! Entertain me!
Sir Halfnut: (uncomfortable) I confess, I cannot, your Highness...
King ArtR: (Roaring) WHY NOT!!!
Sir Halfnut: (gulp) ...why... why... I am too nice, your Majesty.
King ArtR: (slumping in his throne, stunned) ...Too nice?
The knights NWCS and Robert Pr approach the throne.
Sir NWCS: 'Tis true, Sire. We are all swell, and well-met fellows. Brought to the light of goodness by the Archbishop of Coinguy1!
Sir Robert Pr: (excited) I shall entertain you Highness! 'Tis a game I learned! Sir Robert takes his sword and draws a circle in the dirt. Inside it he makes a crude face
Your Majesty! Pretendeth this is one of your Royal gold pieces, and we shall all guess the grade! (he scratches the dirt with his sword) Judging by this mark, I should grade this no higher than MS 63! What guess you, your Majesty?
--Silence--
King ArtR sits on his throne, drumming his fingers, glaring at Sir Robert
King ArtR: (calm, steady) What guess I? Hmmmmm... (leaping to his feet, raging) I GUESS THAT THE ROYAL EXECUTIONER SHALL BE BUSY THIS DAY!!!!!!!! What Coindom is it I rule, that it should be plagued with such festering NICENESS!!!?? Archbishop of Coinguy, 'tis your fault! (turning to the assembled Knights) Can no one rid me of this meddlesome Priest??????!!
The crowd parts and out steps Sir Anaconda. He is dressed in the finest armor, with lovely plumage cascading from his helmet
Sir Anaconda: Your Majesty, your words are "actionable". Do you know what that means? If your parents have any assets, you might want to break out the ol' dictionary and do a little research and save them some grief. Just some friendly free advice!
King ArtR: (slackjawed) By the Gods!
Squire Airplanenut: Cool!
Sir IrishMike: (brandishing sword) You speaketh to the King, Dog!
Sir Anaconda: Sorry, about that. (To King ArtR) Are you OK? You don't look so good. I was just playing with you. Please don't be mad at me. All my friends have gone away and you're the last one. There's no way you're leaving. I know where you live and I'm headed over there right now. Do you like swords? Wait a minute, you’re a King. You love swords! Me too! See ya' in a minute. Just kidding! That'll probably get me kicked outta here. I gotta go now, bye. Oh, no. Not you guys again. Hey, let go of me. Take that off of me. You're putting it on too tight again...STOP IT! STOP! OR I'LL SAY STOP AGAIN!
Lord Marcovan and Sir ClarkofKent drag Sir Anaconda from the Hall
--Silence--
Sir Compucheap: (gleefully) THE SQUIRE DCAMFRANKLIN IS A FESTERING BOIL!!!!!!!!
All: BWWWWWWWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!
The Lady Coinboard enters the hall. Attended by the fair Princess Lucy of Bop
Lady Coinboard: Good morning court!
All: (wildly enthusiastic) Good morning Lady Coinboard!!!!!!
Princess Lucy of Bop: (winking) Mornin' boys...
The Hall erupts with wolf whistles, sword fights, crashing beer steins, wrestling matches, and mayhem from all
King ArtR: (seated, smiling broadly) Now that's more like it!
Brevity is the soul of wit. --William Shakespeare
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Thank you for another Monday's round of great enjoyment and laughs AND for not having me be-headed (thus far, at least)!
I believe that the soon-to-be immortal words of Sir Agentjim007 (Me thinkest I shall puketh!) now rival those of Squire Airplanenut (cool).
You've done it again! Wonderful Monday reading!
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from the sky. My coffee doth spouteth from out my flared nostrils and my belly doth
roll and shake with unabashed mirth. Truly, the Bard of the Forum
hath created a world upon which to encompass all manner of ninnies, nincompoops,dolts, dunderheads,
poppinjays, rapskallions, wippersnapers and codgers. In short, thou hast created a place for each and
every one who existest and liveth within thy Forum. Well done O noble Bard.
Camelot
Russ, NCNE
All Hail Sire Clankeye.
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<< <i>Lucy(Mae West)Bop >>
1907--
You have captured perfectly what my vision of Princess Lucy of Bop would be like. A medieval Mae West.
Lady Coinboard: (looking at Lucy's ring) My goodness, that's a big diamond!
Lucy of Bop: (wink) Goodness had nuthing to do wit it, sweetheart.
You are a true wonder! I'm starting to look forward to Mondays, and I used to really hate Mondays worse than an ACG AT coin. Thanks, I'll stay tuned. Same Clank time, same Clank forum!
Regards,
Wayne
Wayne
www.waynedriskillminiatures.com
Thats a BIG HepKitty Kiss!
"Senorita HepKitty"
"I want a real cool Kitty from Hepcat City, to stay in step with me" - Bill Carter
ripeth him a new one, indeed.
<< <i>Trounce, flounce and most savagely ripeth him a new one? >>
Ripeth him a new one ?? They had such a way with words in the old days...LOL
sir loin of pork
sir round of myddle
sir mise the conjecturer
sir charge the tax-collector
sir amic of clay
K S
We'll use our hands and hearts and if we must we'll use our heads.
Merry, there be entrails of profound meaning in what thou hast enscribest!
Here's a warning parable for coin collectors...
09/07/2006
Clank, you've managed to turn an uneventful week into one of your best efforts so far! Excellent.
I couldn't help but notice that this is the second edition in which I've helped drag someone off.... not sure how to take that...
It's a setup for my new Vampire series, which will star you as Count Dragemoff. It will be brimming with sex, debauchery and gratuitous violence. Needless to say, it will be totally about coins.
Clank
<< <i>Needless to say, it will be totally about coins. >>
Throw in some slabs. Never heard from Sir Slabalot.
Cameron Kiefer
Thanks.
I liked that part.
The rest.....well.........pretty funny.
adrian
<< <i>It will be brimming with sex, debauchery and gratuitous violence. >>
Just like my real life! Uh..... yeah....
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<< <i>It will be brimming with sex, debauchery and gratuitous violence. >>
I can get all of that by watching either the Channel 4 News, or the Open Forum.
Camelot
I was feeling a bit anxious this week waiting to see the next episode - especially since it was such a slow week...
Clankeye, you are unique and wonderful, a treasure in the most sincerest of meanings.
Thank you!
Jimmy Bear
Hey! You spelled "rippeth" correctly and I didn't. Love that edit feature though!
You guys are too nice to me. I'm going to make my wife read some of things you say. Maybe she'll talk to me again after knocking the Christmas tree over yesterday.... oops.
Adrian, thanks for being a good sport.
Clankeye
If you should happen to read any complimentary / kind words directed at your husband by others, here, please be aware that serious money changed hands in order to produce that result.
I, however, was not bribed and will speak the truth about him and his "contributions" to this forum.....
He brings us many smiles and laughs, along with sincere words and thoughts, on a wonderfully consistent basis. Thank you for letting him join us here.
<< <i>He brings us many smiles and laughs along with sincere words and thoughts, on a wonderfully consistent basis. Thank you for letting him join us here. >>
Suckup
Hast thou perchance partaken of spirits prior to penning this missive?
Methinks I shall be off to calculate the speed of light... in furlongs per fornight.
Clankeye, you are truly a scribe's scribe.
Take us on a mounted crusade......pleaseeeeeeeee.
Camelot
Allen
Proud member of TCCS!
Knave Clank
lol
sincerely michael
is available, we will just reenjoy last weeks masterpiece.
Camelot
To those who do not yet realize it : Clankeye still owes us a new episode this week (if not today)! And, it will star Jay/Wisconsin, our very own contest winner/board member. It has recently been said of him and I quote "By the way, have I told you recently of "your intelligence, wit, and obvious numismatic genius?"
You know, since someone did mention not being able to find last week's episode to me... if you are looking for any of the old ones, just go up to "search" at the top of the thread page, type in good morning class... and they all show up. I would not do this without adult supervision, though.
Clankeye
Clank
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