MONTY TOWERS (18 Oktober 2019)

– Next week, John Cleese celebrates his 80th birthday!

– No, he doesn’t

– Yes, he does.

– No way.

– Oh yes. He most certainly does. I have made a painting of his latest supper to his honour!

– Are you from Barcelona, you great big half-wit? By the way, I dont like your painting…. What in God’s name possessed you to paint three John Cleeses in it?

– It works, mate!

– There was only ONE John Cleese and FIVE other Pythons!!!

– No conjurers? No mariachi bands? No kangaroos or trampoline acts? No waiters serving Waldorf salad, no old ladies with hearing problems, no psychiatrists or public health inspectors? No rats?

– Absolutely not. No riff-raff was allowed in Python! Enough of this nonsense! And saying that John Cleese turns eighty next week is blasphemy, you are to be stoned to death!

– I dont think it is blasphemy, just saying that John Cleese turns eighty,

– Blasphemy! You said it again! You are only making it worse for yourself!

– Making it worse? How could it be worse. John Cleese turns eighty! John Cleese turns eighty! John Cleese turns eighty!

– I’m warning you! If you say ”John Cleese turns eighty“ again….

– You? Warning me? Who do you think you are?

– I am your minister for silly walks among other things.

– Well, how did you become minister then? I didn’t vote for you.

– The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your minister!

– Bollocks! We’re an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week. But all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special biweekly meeting. By a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs, but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more—

– Be quiet!

– I tell you what you are. You are an ex-minister, bereft of life, you are no more, you’ve shuffled off your mortal coil, you have run down the curtain and joined the bleedin’ choir invisible!! PISS OFF!!

– Well….I never wanted to be in this silly sketch anyway…I always wanted to BE A LUMBERJACK! Besides, what has John Cleese ever done for us….

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