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damj: You fight with the strength of many men, Sir knight.

[pause]

I am damj, King of Last Post Wins thread.

[pause]

 

 

One of the funniest movie bits of all time +100

Posted
Sorry to tell you, but Tuesday's gone ... with the wind.

I've been told that you've been bold with Harry, Mark and John. Monday and Tuesday, Wednesday through Thursday with Harry, Mark and John.

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I've been told that you've been bold with Harry, Mark and John. Monday and Tuesday, Wednesday through Thursday with Harry, Mark and John.

:rolleyes: way to kill the unkillable thread

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[Rfeynman defeats a worthless-TBD-poster]

damj: You fight with the strength of many men, Sir knight.

[pause]

I am damj, King of Last Post Wins thread.

[pause]

I seek the finest and the bravest Bills Fans in the land to join me.

[pause]

You have proved yourself worthy; will you join me?

[pause]

You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy.

Rfeynman: None shall pass.

damj: What?

Rfeynman: None shall pass.

damj: I have no quarrel with you, good Sir, but I must win this.

Rfeynman: Then you shall die.

damj: I command you as King of the Last Post Wins thread to stand aside!

Rfeynman: I move for no man.

damj: So be it!

[hah]

[parry thrust]

[damj chops the Rfeynman's left arm off]

damj: Now stand aside, worthy adversary.

Rfeynman: 'Tis but a scratch.

damj: A scratch? Your arm's off!

Rfeynman: No, it isn't.

damj: Well, what's that then?

Rfeynman: I've had worse.

damj: You liar!

Rfeynman: Come on you pansy!

[hah]

[parry thrust]

[damj chops the Rfeynman's right arm off]

damj: Victory is mine!

[kneeling]

We thank thee Lord, that in thy merc-

[Rfeynman kicks damj in the head while he is praying]

Rfeynman: Come on then.

damj: What?

Rfeynman: Have at you!

damj: You are indeed brave, Sir, but the fight is mine.

Rfeynman: Oh, had enough, eh?

damj: Look, you stupid bastard, you've got no arms left.

Rfeynman: Yes I have.

damj: Look!

Rfeynman: Just a flesh wound.

[Headbutts damj in the chest]

damj: Look, stop that.

Rfeynman: Chicken! Chicken!

damj: Look, I'll have your leg. Right!

[whop]

[damj chops the Rfeynman's leg off]

Rfeynman: Right, I'll do you for that!

damj: You'll what?

Rfeynman: Come 'ere!

damj: What are you going to do, bleed on me?

Rfeynman: I'm invincible!

damj: You're a loony.

Rfeynman: Rfeynman always triumphs! Have at you! Come on then.

[whop]

[damj chops the Rfeynman's other leg off]

Rfeynman: All right; we'll call it a draw.

damj: Come, Patsy.

Rfeynman: Oh, oh, I see, running away then. You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you. I'll bite your legs off!

Posted

[Rfeynman defeats a worthless-TBD-poster]

damj: You fight with the strength of many men, Sir knight.

[pause]

I am damj, King of Last Post Wins thread.

[pause]

I seek the finest and the bravest Bills Fans in the land to join me.

[pause]

You have proved yourself worthy; will you join me?

[pause]

You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy.

Rfeynman: None shall pass.

damj: What?

Rfeynman: None shall pass.

damj: I have no quarrel with you, good Sir, but I must win this.

Rfeynman: Then you shall die.

damj: I command you as King of the Last Post Wins thread to stand aside!

Rfeynman: I move for no man.

damj: So be it!

[hah]

[parry thrust]

[damj chops the Rfeynman's left arm off]

damj: Now stand aside, worthy adversary.

Rfeynman: 'Tis but a scratch.

damj: A scratch? Your arm's off!

Rfeynman: No, it isn't.

damj: Well, what's that then?

Rfeynman: I've had worse.

damj: You liar!

Rfeynman: Come on you pansy!

[hah]

[parry thrust]

[damj chops the Rfeynman's right arm off]

damj: Victory is mine!

[kneeling]

We thank thee Lord, that in thy merc-

[Rfeynman kicks damj in the head while he is praying]

Rfeynman: Come on then.

damj: What?

Rfeynman: Have at you!

damj: You are indeed brave, Sir, but the fight is mine.

Rfeynman: Oh, had enough, eh?

damj: Look, you stupid bastard, you've got no arms left.

Rfeynman: Yes I have.

damj: Look!

Rfeynman: Just a flesh wound.

[Headbutts damj in the chest]

damj: Look, stop that.

Rfeynman: Chicken! Chicken!

damj: Look, I'll have your leg. Right!

[whop]

[damj chops the Rfeynman's leg off]

Rfeynman: Right, I'll do you for that!

damj: You'll what?

Rfeynman: Come 'ere!

damj: What are you going to do, bleed on me?

Rfeynman: I'm invincible!

damj: You're a loony.

Rfeynman: Rfeynman always triumphs! Have at you! Come on then.

[whop]

[damj chops the Rfeynman's other leg off]

Rfeynman: All right; we'll call it a draw.

damj: Come, Patsy.

Rfeynman: Oh, oh, I see, running away then. You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you. I'll bite your legs off!

 

 

 

Looks like LSD is back after all.

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