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My God!...This Place Stinks Like A Pair Of Armoured Trousers After The Hundred Years War.
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My God!...This place stinks like a pair of armoured trousers after the
Hundred Years War...Baldrick, have you been eating dung again?...
-- Edmund : Money
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I've had some happy times here, when..when you and Percy have been out.
-- Edmund to Baldrick : Money...
Have you got a plan, my lord? Yes I have...and it's so cunning you could brush your teeth with it.
-- Baldrick and Edmund : Money...
Drugged, by God!! ...No, by Baldrick, actually, but the effect is much the same.
. -- The Bishop and Edmund : Money...
Money is like manure. If you spread it around it does a lot of good, but if you pile it up in one place it stinks like hell.
-- Clint Murchiso...
For as we all know, God made Man in his own image. It'd be a sad lookout for Christians throughout the globe if God looked anything like _you_, Baldrick.
-- Edmund to Baldrick : Bell...
A conversation with you, Baldrick, and somehow, death loses its sting.. -- Edmund : Money
Let's practice. Edmund comes in and says, 'Hello Baldrick.
..you haven't seen Percy, have you?', to which you reply....
Baldrick, I would like to say how much I will miss your honest and friendly companionship.
Ah. Thankyou, Mr.B. But as we both know, it would be an utter lie....
An elderly man stands in line for hours at a Warsaw meat store (meat is severely rationed).
When the butcher comes out at the end of the day and announces that there is no meat left, the man flies into a rage....