"and Saint Attilla raised the hand-grenade up on high saying, 'oh lord, bless this thy hand-grenade, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies to tiny bits... in thy mercy'. and the lord did grin, and the people did feast on the lambs, and sloths, and carp, and anchovies, and orangutans, and breakfast cereals, and fruit bags, and-"
"skip a bit brother"
"and the lord spake saying - 'first, shall thou take out the holy pin, then shall thou count to three. no more, no less. three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. four, thou shalt not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. five is right out. once the number three, being the third number be reached, then lobbeth thou thy holy hand-grenade of Antioch towards thine foe, who being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it'. Amen"
"all female officers will be required to wear... TINY MINISKIRTS!"
"Baldrick, believe me, eternity in the company of Beelzebub and all his hellish instruments of death will be a picnic compared to five minutes with me and this pencil if we can't replace this dictionary."
"i wish none of this had happened"
"so do all who live to see such times but that is not for them to decide. all you have to decide, is what to do in the time that is given to you"
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