And now for something completely different
Blessed are the cheese makers
I have a friend and his name is Biggus Dickus
I see you have the machine that goes ping
Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition
He is not the messiah, he's a very naughty boy
Yer Mother was a hamster, and yer Father smelled of elderberries
Tis but a scratch
What did the Romans ever do for us
Alright, we’ll call it a draw
I didn't vote for ya
We were so poor, we had to lick the road for food
I fart in your general direction