"Good Morning Class" -- What's Hot in Coinalot?

In the kindom of Coinalot, the Knights are unhappy...
Sir Legend: This armor is too tight! It constricts! It does not fit! How I am to kill peasants in this!
Sir Wondercoin: 'Tis just so! Look my arms! I can hardly raiseth them! How am I to drop an axe upon their skulls! Too tight! I SAY IT IS TOO TIGHT!
Sir TDN: Me thinks if the royal forge does not stop making armor too tight, I shall go to The Kingdom of Sleep, where they make armor of a higher grade. Loosely, and that which befits a Knight!
Sir Legend: Here, Here!
Sir Wondercoin: Here, Here!
Sir TDN: (staring at Sir EVP) Well....????
Sir EVP: Oh... oh yes, HERE! HERE!!!
Meahwhile in the castle courtyard...
Sir Pushkin: Look at that ugly banner Lord Anaconda has draped upon the turret- "Pretty Castle-Courtesy of Lord Anaconda" It strikes me as advertising most foul!
Sir Agentjim007: Just chilleth. Save thy anger for something of import. I have learned this wisdom over many years....
Squire Mbbiker comes running up
Squire Mbbiker: Good Sirs! Sir Legend is saying the new armor is too tight! And it is not fit for killing peasants in!
Sir Agentjim007: (enraged) BY THE GODS!!! (grabbing biker by the throat and shaking) ME THINKEST I SHALL PUKETH! WHAT FOUL REPORT IS THIS!!!!
Squire Mbbiker: Gaaaaakkkkkk....gaak!
Sir Pushkin: Good Jim!!! Sir Jim!!! CHILLETH!
Sir Agentjim007: (roaring) KILLETH!!! KILLETH!!!
Squire Mbbiker: (choking out words) He... said... chill--eth....
PUT HIM DOWN!!!!!
The tussle is stopped. All look up to see his Majesty King ArtR
King ArtR: Do not kill my messenger, Sir AgentJim. And please, wipe the spittle from thy cheek.
Sir Agentjim007: (bowing) Your Majesty! It is just... he brings most sorry news. The other Knights complaining the armor is too tight! Last year it was too loose! Next year it will probably be the wrong color! Let me smite them your Majesty, for they are a threat to the Kingdom!
King ArtR: (laughing) And why would that be so, Sir Jim?
Sir Agentjim007: They foster discontent, your Majesty.
Sir Baseball: They are scoundrels, your Highness!
Sir NumisEd: Cold blooded!
Sir Baseball: The armor already gives them unfair advantage over the peasants. And now it is too tight? 'Tis NOT!
Sir Agentjim007: Your Majesty, by proclaiming the armor too tight, they undermine the morale of the entire castle!
King ArtR: (laughing heartily) I think not. Many here can see that the armor is not too tight, it is merely the Knights have grown too fat.
The Archbishop of Coinguy1 (troubled) Your Majesty... surely you are joking?
King ArtR: Am I? .... But of course I am. Let us ask the castle madman... Madmarty what sayest thou?
.Madmarty scurries forth. He is a choatic collection of rags, bags and tangled hair. He begins to sing
Once there was a happy Knight
His armor was just right
It never seemed too loose to him
Nor did it seem too tight
A potato he kept in his crotch
To keep it nice and warm--
King ArtR: SILENCE!!!!
Jester Shiroh: Has potential, your Majesty.
King ArtR turns and addresses the crowd
King ArtR: Citizens of Coinalot! ...The armor is what it is. Work with it.
He exits
Karl of Dork: (turning to the crowd) Ya know... the problem with the armor is it only protects fifty percent of you! Sure, if you take a lance to the---
The crowd sets upon him and rips him limb from limb
Squire Airplanenut: Cool
Sir Legend: This armor is too tight! It constricts! It does not fit! How I am to kill peasants in this!
Sir Wondercoin: 'Tis just so! Look my arms! I can hardly raiseth them! How am I to drop an axe upon their skulls! Too tight! I SAY IT IS TOO TIGHT!
Sir TDN: Me thinks if the royal forge does not stop making armor too tight, I shall go to The Kingdom of Sleep, where they make armor of a higher grade. Loosely, and that which befits a Knight!
Sir Legend: Here, Here!
Sir Wondercoin: Here, Here!
Sir TDN: (staring at Sir EVP) Well....????
Sir EVP: Oh... oh yes, HERE! HERE!!!
Meahwhile in the castle courtyard...
Sir Pushkin: Look at that ugly banner Lord Anaconda has draped upon the turret- "Pretty Castle-Courtesy of Lord Anaconda" It strikes me as advertising most foul!
Sir Agentjim007: Just chilleth. Save thy anger for something of import. I have learned this wisdom over many years....
Squire Mbbiker comes running up
Squire Mbbiker: Good Sirs! Sir Legend is saying the new armor is too tight! And it is not fit for killing peasants in!
Sir Agentjim007: (enraged) BY THE GODS!!! (grabbing biker by the throat and shaking) ME THINKEST I SHALL PUKETH! WHAT FOUL REPORT IS THIS!!!!
Squire Mbbiker: Gaaaaakkkkkk....gaak!
Sir Pushkin: Good Jim!!! Sir Jim!!! CHILLETH!
Sir Agentjim007: (roaring) KILLETH!!! KILLETH!!!
Squire Mbbiker: (choking out words) He... said... chill--eth....
PUT HIM DOWN!!!!!
The tussle is stopped. All look up to see his Majesty King ArtR
King ArtR: Do not kill my messenger, Sir AgentJim. And please, wipe the spittle from thy cheek.
Sir Agentjim007: (bowing) Your Majesty! It is just... he brings most sorry news. The other Knights complaining the armor is too tight! Last year it was too loose! Next year it will probably be the wrong color! Let me smite them your Majesty, for they are a threat to the Kingdom!
King ArtR: (laughing) And why would that be so, Sir Jim?
Sir Agentjim007: They foster discontent, your Majesty.
Sir Baseball: They are scoundrels, your Highness!
Sir NumisEd: Cold blooded!
Sir Baseball: The armor already gives them unfair advantage over the peasants. And now it is too tight? 'Tis NOT!
Sir Agentjim007: Your Majesty, by proclaiming the armor too tight, they undermine the morale of the entire castle!
King ArtR: (laughing heartily) I think not. Many here can see that the armor is not too tight, it is merely the Knights have grown too fat.
The Archbishop of Coinguy1 (troubled) Your Majesty... surely you are joking?
King ArtR: Am I? .... But of course I am. Let us ask the castle madman... Madmarty what sayest thou?
.Madmarty scurries forth. He is a choatic collection of rags, bags and tangled hair. He begins to sing
Once there was a happy Knight
His armor was just right
It never seemed too loose to him
Nor did it seem too tight
A potato he kept in his crotch
To keep it nice and warm--
King ArtR: SILENCE!!!!
Jester Shiroh: Has potential, your Majesty.
King ArtR turns and addresses the crowd
King ArtR: Citizens of Coinalot! ...The armor is what it is. Work with it.
He exits
Karl of Dork: (turning to the crowd) Ya know... the problem with the armor is it only protects fifty percent of you! Sure, if you take a lance to the---
The crowd sets upon him and rips him limb from limb
Squire Airplanenut: Cool
Brevity is the soul of wit. --William Shakespeare
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We'll use our hands and hearts and if we must we'll use our heads.
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Howdy from Houston...
Can't keep my eyes
from the circling skies
Tongue tied and twisted
Just an earthbound misfit,
I
">my registry set
i hate getting ripped limb from limb!
K S
<< <i>King ArtR: (laughing heartily) I think not. Many here can see that the armor is not too tight, it is merely the Knights have grown too fat. >>
Bwuahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Russ, NCNE
The Author is an utter Ars
What was I absent that day?
When Sir Legend had her say?
No I wasn't
No I wasn't
Waa Waa Waa
A sheep in the distance says
Baaa Baaa Baa
....Okay, never mind
-Dave
You have spun purest gold from the most utter dross, chaff and discards. You are indeed, the master
writer of all you survey. Methinks a new story three times a day, 7 days a week ,wouldest seem
the number most correct to the task at hand. That, most noble Bard, is to raise the level of
mirth and merryment in this dower and most serious of places. For without thy witty tales, gray shadows
coat the walls and even the denizens of this place ,as with a heavy blanket of doom .
Without the Bards noble wit , there is indeed the smell most rank , of mold and decay aroundeth the place
Camelot
At least you didn't get shot this week!
I truely look forward to these
applause !
Camelot
<< <i>That blurb must have taken some time to assemble. >>
Well, fortunately it came with instructions.
Clankeye
...................................................................................................................they coytenly are!!!!
Yuck, yuck, yuck!!!
Camelot
So.... when can we expect today's regularly scheduled episode?
BRAVO!!!!
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'
09/07/2006
Darn it - I din't think you noticed - I have cut back on the midnight snacks while sitting at this computer screen
Well done!
Wondercoin
<< <i>youch! that hurt!
i hate getting ripped limb from limb!
K S >>
But 'twas cool
EXCELLENT as usual!
I give it a cool
<< <i>Well done. I would like to see you work in Sir Russalot and Ye Lady LucyBop. >>
Let us all also recall Brave Sir Toners who goeth forward to banish our darkest enemies.....
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Howdy from Houston...
Can't keep my eyes
from the circling skies
Tongue tied and twisted
Just an earthbound misfit,
I
">my registry set
And to our Mad Monk who with his "pieces of Dorkkarl are already on eBay" line made me laugh!
Clankeye
Liberty: Parent of Science & Industry
Brian.
<< <i>yay, just won Dorkkal's liver on Ebay, >>
And I'm gonna snipe his (CENSORED)!
"Senorita HepKitty"
"I want a real cool Kitty from Hepcat City, to stay in step with me" - Bill Carter
Clankeye
<< <i>And I'm gonna snipe his (CENSORED)! >>
Hmmm... interesting. Most women are looking to snip mine!
"Senorita HepKitty"
"I want a real cool Kitty from Hepcat City, to stay in step with me" - Bill Carter
"Senorita HepKitty"
"I want a real cool Kitty from Hepcat City, to stay in step with me" - Bill Carter
Clankeye
The part I did understand was damn funny......I can only imagine what I missed