Monday, June 2, 2008

Potato gun corps massing at the border...

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Blackadder: I mean *look* at this! [goes to a table at the side of the room and

picks up a small brown thing and holds it up] *What* is it?

Baldrick: Oh, I'm surprised you've forgotten, my lord.

Blackadder: I haven't forgotten; it's a rhetorical question.

Baldrick: [looking at him] No, it's a potato.

Blackadder: To you it's a potato, to me it's a potato. But to

Sir Walter Bloody Raleigh it's country estates, fine carriages,

and as many girls as his tongue can cope with. He's making

a fortune out of the things; people are smoking them,

building houses out of them... They'll be eating them next.

[shoves it into Baldrick's chest; Baldrick takes it and looks

at it]

Baldrick: Stranger things have happened.

Blackadder: Oh, exactly.

Baldrick: [continues] That horse becoming Pope.

The United Nations' International Year of the Potato is being overshadowed by a nasty spat between Chile and Peru over the saucy little tuber's origins.

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