BAFFLING BRITISH BANTER
OPEN THREADS
The Banter Sketch from Monty Python's Flying Circus ****
(Scene: a wartime RAF station)
Jones: Morning, Squadron Leader.
Idle: What-ho, Squiffy.
Jones: How was it?
Idle: Top-hole. Bally Jerry, pranged his kite right in the how's-your-father;
hairy blighter, dicky-birded, feathered back on his sammy, took a waspy,
flipped over on his Betty Harpers and caught his can in the Bertie.
Jones: Er, I'm afraid I don't quite follow you, Squadron Leader.
Idle: It's perfectly ordinary banter, Squiffy. Bally Jerry, pranged his kite
right in the how's-your-father; hairy blighter, dicky-birded, feathered
back on his sammy, took a waspy, flipped over on his Betty Harpers and
caught his can in the Bertie.
Jones: No, I'm just not understanding banter at all well today. Give us it
slower.
Idle: Banter's not the same if you say it slower, Squiffy.
Jones: Hold on then -- Wingco! -- just bend an ear to the Squadron Leader's
banter for a sec, would you?
Chapman: Can do.
Jones: Jolly good. Fire away.
Idle: Bally Jerry... (he goes through it all again)
Chapman: No, I don't understand that banter at all.
Idle: Something up with my banter, chaps?
GRAMS: AIR RAID SIRENS
(Enter Palin, out of breath)
Palin: Bunch of monkeys on the ceiling, sir! Grab your egg-and-fours and
let's get the bacon delivered!
Chapman (to Idle): Do *you* understand that?
Idle: No -- I didn't get a word of it.
Chapman: Sorry, old man, we don't understand your banter.
Palin: You know -- bally tenpenny ones dropping in the custard!
(no reaction)
Palin: Um -- Charlie choppers chucking a handful!
Chapman: No no -- sorry.
Jones: Say it slower, old chap.
Palin: Slower *banter*, sir?
Chapman: Ra-ther.
Palin: Um -- sausage squad up the blue end?
Idle: No, still don't get it.
Palin: Um -- cabbage crates coming over the briny?
The others: No, no.
(Film of air-raid)
Idle (voice-over): But by then it was too late. The first cabbage crates hit
London on July the 7th. That was just the beginning.
(Chapman seen sitting at desk, on telephone)
Chapman: Five shillings a dozen? That's ordinary cabbages, is it? And what
about the bombs?... Good Lord, they _are_ expensive.
(Scene: a wartime RAF station)
Jones: Morning, Squadron Leader.
Idle: What-ho, Squiffy.
Jones: How was it?
Idle: Top-hole. Bally Jerry, pranged his kite right in the how's-your-father;
hairy blighter, dicky-birded, feathered back on his sammy, took a waspy,
flipped over on his Betty Harpers and caught his can in the Bertie.
Jones: Er, I'm afraid I don't quite follow you, Squadron Leader.
Idle: It's perfectly ordinary banter, Squiffy. Bally Jerry, pranged his kite
right in the how's-your-father; hairy blighter, dicky-birded, feathered
back on his sammy, took a waspy, flipped over on his Betty Harpers and
caught his can in the Bertie.
Jones: No, I'm just not understanding banter at all well today. Give us it
slower.
Idle: Banter's not the same if you say it slower, Squiffy.
Jones: Hold on then -- Wingco! -- just bend an ear to the Squadron Leader's
banter for a sec, would you?
Chapman: Can do.
Jones: Jolly good. Fire away.
Idle: Bally Jerry... (he goes through it all again)
Chapman: No, I don't understand that banter at all.
Idle: Something up with my banter, chaps?
GRAMS: AIR RAID SIRENS
(Enter Palin, out of breath)
Palin: Bunch of monkeys on the ceiling, sir! Grab your egg-and-fours and
let's get the bacon delivered!
Chapman (to Idle): Do *you* understand that?
Idle: No -- I didn't get a word of it.
Chapman: Sorry, old man, we don't understand your banter.
Palin: You know -- bally tenpenny ones dropping in the custard!
(no reaction)
Palin: Um -- Charlie choppers chucking a handful!
Chapman: No no -- sorry.
Jones: Say it slower, old chap.
Palin: Slower *banter*, sir?
Chapman: Ra-ther.
Palin: Um -- sausage squad up the blue end?
Idle: No, still don't get it.
Palin: Um -- cabbage crates coming over the briny?
The others: No, no.
(Film of air-raid)
Idle (voice-over): But by then it was too late. The first cabbage crates hit
London on July the 7th. That was just the beginning.
(Chapman seen sitting at desk, on telephone)
Chapman: Five shillings a dozen? That's ordinary cabbages, is it? And what
about the bombs?... Good Lord, they _are_ expensive.
Vaughn Tolle said:
Great, Tracy; I needed to read that and remember...
Now, onto my next post.
For those who recall my "pissing contest" post to Nathan, I direct your attention to today's Open Thread "over there". His incessant posts of quotes, etc. from ca. 2002-2003 demonstrate why I didn't want to open the door to him at the time. He seemed to be largely ignored, and when a poster or two made a comment about his obviously well prepared set of quotes that were negative, I noticed that even those who might otherwise rise to his defense didn't.
Now, onto my next post.
For those who recall my "pissing contest" post to Nathan, I direct your attention to today's Open Thread "over there". His incessant posts of quotes, etc. from ca. 2002-2003 demonstrate why I didn't want to open the door to him at the time. He seemed to be largely ignored, and when a poster or two made a comment about his obviously well prepared set of quotes that were negative, I noticed that even those who might otherwise rise to his defense didn't.
Vaughn Tolle said:
Well, well, the Feds are playing hardball with Michael Vick (to halfway mix a metaphor). Accept the plea deal, including at least one year in prison, or we're going to add charges to those you are already facing. (per cnn.com story).
lindainks55 said:
I am an animal lover! Have met many animals I liked better than people I've wished I hadn't met. And, I was amazed at how long and hard Michael Vick professed his innocence. But, I do wonder why we have laws that seem harsher for someone who endangered, hurt an animal than what seem to be in place when the victim is a person. I know I'm generalizing -- I think I must be a master generalizer (everyone has to be good at something!). I hope he is punished; I wish people who hurt people would cause as many to be outraged as his crimes have. Why is it some crimes are just more acceptable?
lindainks55 said:
Speaking of animals... I have a kitten living in my garage! I have suspected something was there for almost a week but thought it was a mouse. Today I discovered it is a kitten, or more accurately a young cat. A very very skittish, scared young cat. No idea where it came from or belongs! Tonight we will leave the door up enough for the cat to escape and hope no one is slim enough to slither under. Even if they slithered under they would need to open the door further or take very skinny stuff. We will be sure the door leading from the garage to the house is locked. Maybe we will have a really empty garage in the morning.
Tracy Phillips said:
VeeTee, the thing called Nathan is sad, isn't it?
Pitiful.
It's gotten to the point that he even argues with those who have the same views as him.
No wonder he lives with Daddy.
You can't even have a conversation with the guy.
He's just too toxic.
Pitiful.
Pitiful.
It's gotten to the point that he even argues with those who have the same views as him.
No wonder he lives with Daddy.
You can't even have a conversation with the guy.
He's just too toxic.
Pitiful.
lindainks55 said:
I noticed germie was chiming in with defense for every word the little soldier boy posted plus more for their hero bushco. I do wish she would change the name she uses for posting in blogs -- she give Grandmothers a bad name and leaves a bad taste in one's mouth. I'm so stubborn I still haven't figured out how superior those two posters are, how they are in control of the truth and offering it for the taking. I am the defect if I can't understand the truth.
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