And now, for something completely different:
Shakespeare's Flying Circus..
Claudius enters a store, the bell rings over the door. He walks to the counter.
C: Hello, I wish to register a complaint;
Pet Store Owner: Sorry we're closin' for lunch;
C:Never mind that my lad, I wish to complain about these minions I bought not several days ago from this very boutique;
P:Ah yes, the Rosencranz and Guildenstern what's wrong with them?;
C:I'll tell you what's wrong with them...they're dead that's what's wrong with them;
P:Naw they're just restin';
C:Look asshole I know dead minions when I see them and I'm looking at them right now;
(Can I stop with the C & P's? you get the idea of who's talking)
Naw they're just restin'. Remarkable minions the Rosencranz and Guildenstern, great loyalty;
The loyalty don't enter into it, they're still dead!
Naw, naw they're resting;
Resting?? Alright, if they're resting I'll wake them up..HELLO ROSIE..GUILDY!!! WAKE UP.. GOT A BAG OF MONEY FOR YOU. MINIONS!!
*Nudges the body with his foot* There it moved!
No he didn't that was you hitting him!
I never
Yes you did! *Stands up one of the bodies only to have it fall over* Now that's what I call a dead minion
Naw, its just stunned.
Look you bag of horse shit, I've had just about enough of this.these minions are definitely deceased. When these two bodies arrived back from England several days ago, you assured me that their apathy and lack of movement was due to being shagged out after a long squall.
Naw, they're probably pining for the fjords
'Pining for the fjords'? What kinda bullshit is that. There ain't no fjords in Denmark! Look why did they fall flat on their backs the minute I got them home?
The minions prefer kickin' on their backs. Remarkable minions the Rosencranz and Guildenstern, wonderful loyalty
Look, I took the liberty of examining those two and I discovered that the only reason that they were standing upright in the first place was that there were boards nailed to their asses!
Well of course boards were nailed there otherwise they would of nuzzled up to the doors and VOOM!
Look matey, these minions wouldn't _voom_ if you put 4,000 volts through them. They're bleeding demised.
They're not..they're pining!
They're not pining.they're passed on! These minions are no more! They have ceased to be! They've expired and gone to meet their maker! These are late minions. They're stiff! Bereft of life may they rest in peace! If you hadn't nailed boards to their asses, they'd be pushing up the daisies! They've flung down the curtain and joined the crowd invisible!...These are _ex_ minions!
Well.I better replace them then.
If you want to get anything done in this fuc**** country, you have to complain 'till you're blue in the mouth.
Sorry gov, we're right out of minons
I see.I see.I get the picture.
I got some slugs..
Do they spy on your dead brother's son?
Not really.no
Well they're scarcely replacements then aren't they?
Listen, I'll tell you what, I'll tell you what.you go to my brother's shop in Krakow and he'll replace your minions for you.
Krakow eh? Alright.
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I should probably be shot for making such a mockery of such great works of art......I mean Monty Python was sheer genius! The hell with that Shakespeare guy. Anyway this idea came to me after reading Hamlet.
Shakespeare's Flying Circus..
Claudius enters a store, the bell rings over the door. He walks to the counter.
C: Hello, I wish to register a complaint;
Pet Store Owner: Sorry we're closin' for lunch;
C:Never mind that my lad, I wish to complain about these minions I bought not several days ago from this very boutique;
P:Ah yes, the Rosencranz and Guildenstern what's wrong with them?;
C:I'll tell you what's wrong with them...they're dead that's what's wrong with them;
P:Naw they're just restin';
C:Look asshole I know dead minions when I see them and I'm looking at them right now;
(Can I stop with the C & P's? you get the idea of who's talking)
Naw they're just restin'. Remarkable minions the Rosencranz and Guildenstern, great loyalty;
The loyalty don't enter into it, they're still dead!
Naw, naw they're resting;
Resting?? Alright, if they're resting I'll wake them up..HELLO ROSIE..GUILDY!!! WAKE UP.. GOT A BAG OF MONEY FOR YOU. MINIONS!!
*Nudges the body with his foot* There it moved!
No he didn't that was you hitting him!
I never
Yes you did! *Stands up one of the bodies only to have it fall over* Now that's what I call a dead minion
Naw, its just stunned.
Look you bag of horse shit, I've had just about enough of this.these minions are definitely deceased. When these two bodies arrived back from England several days ago, you assured me that their apathy and lack of movement was due to being shagged out after a long squall.
Naw, they're probably pining for the fjords
'Pining for the fjords'? What kinda bullshit is that. There ain't no fjords in Denmark! Look why did they fall flat on their backs the minute I got them home?
The minions prefer kickin' on their backs. Remarkable minions the Rosencranz and Guildenstern, wonderful loyalty
Look, I took the liberty of examining those two and I discovered that the only reason that they were standing upright in the first place was that there were boards nailed to their asses!
Well of course boards were nailed there otherwise they would of nuzzled up to the doors and VOOM!
Look matey, these minions wouldn't _voom_ if you put 4,000 volts through them. They're bleeding demised.
They're not..they're pining!
They're not pining.they're passed on! These minions are no more! They have ceased to be! They've expired and gone to meet their maker! These are late minions. They're stiff! Bereft of life may they rest in peace! If you hadn't nailed boards to their asses, they'd be pushing up the daisies! They've flung down the curtain and joined the crowd invisible!...These are _ex_ minions!
Well.I better replace them then.
If you want to get anything done in this fuc**** country, you have to complain 'till you're blue in the mouth.
Sorry gov, we're right out of minons
I see.I see.I get the picture.
I got some slugs..
Do they spy on your dead brother's son?
Not really.no
Well they're scarcely replacements then aren't they?
Listen, I'll tell you what, I'll tell you what.you go to my brother's shop in Krakow and he'll replace your minions for you.
Krakow eh? Alright.
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I should probably be shot for making such a mockery of such great works of art......I mean Monty Python was sheer genius! The hell with that Shakespeare guy. Anyway this idea came to me after reading Hamlet.