Post the Fourth

Note: Filler from fillerama on the Monty Python and the Holy Grail setting.

The nose? The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king. But you are dressed as one… On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place. And this isn’t my nose. This is a false one. Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods.

We found them. Did you dress her up like this? Burn her anyway! The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king. Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods. Well, she turned me into a newt.

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