A/N: Sorry I haven't uploaded in a looooong time- I've been out of a humor kick for a while. I've also started up a new profile (and story) on FictionPress.net under the author name "Son of Gondor", so go ahead and take a look if you want.

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The Tale of Sai Sici.  So each of the knights went their separate ways.  Sir Robin rode north, through the dark forest of Ewing, accompanied by his favorite minstrels… err, monks, rather. Sorry bout that.
 
Monks:  [singing]  Bravely bold Sai Sici, rode forth from Camelot.
 
    He was not afraid to die, O brave Sai Sici.
 
    He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways.
 
    Brave, brave, brave, brave Sai Sici!
 
    
 
    He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
 
    Or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken.
 
    To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned away,
 
    And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sai Sici!
 
 
 
    His head smashed in and his heart cut out,
 
    And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged,
 
    And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off,
 
    And his pen--
 
Sai Sici:  That's-- that's, uh-- that's enough music for now, lads.  Heh.
 
    Looks like there's dirty work afoot. **Looks at sign that says "Beware- Dirty Work Afoot Just a Few Steps Further"**
 
Kyral:  Anarcho-syndicalism is a way of preserving freedom.
 
Woman:  Oh, Dennis, forget about freedom.  We haven't got enough mud.
 
Giant Three Headed version of Dahal: Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… er, Halt!  Who art thou?
 
Monks:  [singing]  He is brave Sai Sici, brave Sai Sici, who--
 
Sai Sici:  Shut up!  Um, n-- n-- n-- nobody really, I'm j-- j-- j-- ju-- just um,
 
    just passing through.
 
Giant Three Headed version of Dahal:  What do you want?
 
Monks:  [singing]  To fight and--
 
Sai Sici:  Shut up!  Um, oo, a-- nothing, nothing really.  I, uh, j-- j-- just--
 
    just to um, just to p-- pass through, good Sir Knight.
 
Giant Three Headed version of Dahal:  I'm afraid not!
 
Sai Sici:  Ah.  W-- well, actually I-- I am a Knight of the Shining Table.
 
Giant Three Headed version of Dahal:  You're a Knight of the Shining Table?
 
Sai Sici:  Um… Yes, I even have a card, if you want to see it….
 
LEFT HEAD:  Card-carryer, eh? In that case I shall have to kill you.
 
MIDDLE HEAD:  Shall I?
 
RIGHT HEAD:  Oh, I don't think so.
 
MIDDLE HEAD:  Well, what do I think?
 
LEFT HEAD:  I think kill him.
 
RIGHT HEAD:  Oh, let's be nice to him.
 
LEFT HEAD:  Oh shut up.
 
Sai Sici:  Perhaps I could--
 
LEFT HEAD:  And you.  Oh, quick!  Get the sword out.  I want to cut his head
 
    off!
 
RIGHT HEAD:  Oh, cut your own head off!
 
MIDDLE HEAD:  Yes, do us all a favor!
 
LEFT HEAD:  What?
 
RIGHT HEAD:  Yapping on all the time.
 
MIDDLE HEAD:  You're lucky.  You're not next to him.
 
LEFT HEAD:  What do you mean?
 
MIDDLE HEAD:  You snore!
 
LEFT HEAD:  Oh, I don't.  Anyway, you've got bad breath.
 
MIDDLE HEAD:  Well it's only because you don't brush my teeth.
 
RIGHT HEAD:  Oh stop bitching and let's go have tea.
 
LEFT HEAD:  Oh, all right.  All right.  All right.  We'll kill him first and
 
    then have tea and biscuits.
 
MIDDLE HEAD:  Yes.
 
RIGHT HEAD:  Oh, not biscuits.
 
LEFT HEAD:  All right.  All right, not biscuits, but let's kill him anyway.
 
Giant Three Headed version of Dahal:  Right!
 
MIDDLE HEAD:  He buggered off.
 
RIGHT HEAD:  So he has.  He's scarpered.
 
 
 
Monks:  [singing]  Brave Sir Robin ran away.
 
Sai Sici:  No!
 
Monks:  [singing]  Bravely ran away away.
 
Sai Sici:  I didn't!
 
Monks:  [singing]  When danger reared its ugly head, he bravely turned his
 
    tail and fled.
 
Sai Sici:  No!
 
MINSTREL:  [singing]  Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about
 
Sai Sici:  I didn't!
 
Monks:  [singing]  And gallantly he chickened out, bravely taking to his
 
    feet.
 
Sai Sici:  I never did!
 
Monks:  [singing]  He beat a very brave retreat.
 
Sai Sici:  All lies!
 
Monks:  [singing]  Bravest of the brave, Sir Robin.
 
Sai Sici:  I never!

Stalker: The Tale of Sai Sici. So, each of the knights went their separate ways. Sai Sici rode north, through the dark forest of Ewing, accompanied by his two monks.

Monks: Bravely bold Sai Sici rode forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to die, O brave Sai Sici.
He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways,
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sai Sici!

He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken,
To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sai Sici!

His head smashed in and his heart cut out
And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged
And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off
And his pen--

Sai: Um, that's getting a little unpleasant, can you stop? Anyway, what if kids read this?

ALL HEADS (THREE-HEADED KNIGHT): Halt!

[dramatic chord]

Who art thou?

Monk: [singing] He is brave Sai Sici, brave Sai Sici, who--
ROBIN: Shut up! Um, n-- n-- n-- nobody, really. I'm j-- j-- j-- ju-- just, um-- just passing through.

ALL HEADS: What do you want?

MINSTREL: [singing] To fight and--

ROBIN: Shut up! Um, oo, a-- nothing. Nothing, really. I, uh-- j-- j-- just-- just to, um-- just to p-- pass through, good Sir Knight.

ALL HEADS: I'm afraid not!

ROBIN: Ah. W-- well, actually I-- I am a Knight of the Round Table.

ALL HEADS: You're a Knight of the Round Table?

ROBIN: I am.

LEFT HEAD: In that case, I shall have to kill you.

MIDDLE HEAD: Shall I?

RIGHT HEAD: Oh, I don't think so.

MIDDLE HEAD: Well, what do I think?

LEFT HEAD: I think kill him.

RIGHT HEAD: Oh, let's be nice to him.

LEFT HEAD: Oh, shut up.

ROBIN: Perhaps I could--

LEFT HEAD: And you. Oh, quick! Get the sword out. I want to cut his head off!

RIGHT HEAD: Oh, cut your own head off!

MIDDLE HEAD: Yes, do us all a favour!

LEFT HEAD: What?

RIGHT HEAD: Yapping on all the time.

MIDDLE HEAD: You're lucky. You're not next to him.

LEFT HEAD: What do you mean?

MIDDLE HEAD: You snore!

LEFT HEAD: Oh, I don't. Anyway, you've got bad breath.

MIDDLE HEAD: Well, it's only because you don't brush my teeth.

RIGHT HEAD: Oh, stop bitching and let's go have tea.

LEFT HEAD: Oh, all right. All right. All right. We'll kill him first and then have tea and biscuits.

MIDDLE HEAD: Yes.

RIGHT HEAD: Oh, not biscuits.

LEFT HEAD: All right. All right, not biscuits, but let's kill him anyway.

ALL HEADS: Right!

MIDDLE HEAD: He buggered off.

RIGHT HEAD: So he has. He's scarpered.

MINSTREL: [singing] Brave Sir Robin ran away,

ROBIN: No!

MINSTREL: [singing] Bravely ran away, away.

ROBIN: I didn't!

MINSTREL: [singing] When danger reared its ugly head, he bravely turned his tail and fled.

ROBIN: No!

MINSTREL: [singing] Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about

ROBIN: I didn't!

MINSTREL: [singing] And gallantly, he chickened out. Bravely taking to his feet,

ROBIN: I never did!

MINSTREL: [singing] He beat a very brave retreat,

ROBIN: All lies!

MINSTREL: [singing] Bravest of the brave, Sir Robin.

ROBIN: I never!

END THE THIRD ('Fifth, sir! Fifth!") er, FIFTH INSTALLMENT