Neil wrote a post about the best swear words in various languages, some perfect for lobbing insults. How about this bit of dialogue? Sound familiar?
“ French Soldier: I don’t want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.”
“Sir Galahad: Is there someone else up there we can talk to? French Soldier: No, now go away or I shall taunt you a second time.”
(Quotes from IMDb: Memorable Quotes from Monty Python and the Holy Grail)
The first time my friends and I saw the movie Monty Python and the Holy Grail, we recounted this particular scene afterwards just to laugh some more. I’m not quite sure why “I fart in your general direction,” is so funny, but the scene is still a hoot. And I’m not the only one who still thinks so.
Today, 500 lucky people who snagged a ticket are at Doune Castle in Scotland to reenact scenes from the movie as part of Monty Python Day. The 1300s castle is a real one and not just a set. The rest of the year, it’s open for people to tour the rooms and imagine life back in when it was occupied by Robert Stewart, the Duke of Albany. However, on Monty Python Day, it’s turned over to silliness.
The tickets are already sold out, so it’s too late to go this year’s event, but keep this in mind as a September thing to do next year. This year is the event’s third. Since the movie is what mostly brings tourists to this Scottish location, I bet that Monty Python Day will continue to flourish. To tide you over until you can get there, here’s the insult scene (starting before Sir Galahad and his men reach the castle) posted on You Tube. I wonder if at the event today any animals came hurling over the wall? Thanks to Marilyn Terrell at Intelligent Traveler for pointing out this fun and frolic happening.
There’s nothing quite like Monty Python to really take the piss out of going on holiday.
In the video above, for example, we have a proper British gentleman making a simple inquiry at a travel agency (remember those?). The thought of going on another vacation, however, brings back a flood of discontent from other holidays gone bad, and our fine chap expresses his dismay by ranting on in a way that only the British can do… “sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White sun screen all over their puffy, and swollen pile of flesh because they over did it on their first day.”