Tuesday, September 05, 2006


BIRD: Oh, Errol! Oh, ERROL!!

BUFFALO: Wot ya doin', dude?

BIRD: Wandering in the woods, looking for Errol.

BUFFALO: Errol who?

BIRD: Errol Flynn, course.

BUFFALO: That durty mutt's dead, dude.

BIRD: If I shout loud enough he might just hear me.

BUFFALO: D-lusional, Birdy.

BIRD: The best Robin Hood there ever was. And Fletcher Christian. Oh, Errol!

BUFFALO: Died at 50 with the body of an 80-year-old.

BIRD: "It's not what they say about you, it's what they whisper." Oh, Errol! Oh, Errol!!

BUFFALO: Give it up, Birdman, he ain't coming.

BIRD: He'll be here. Don't worry. Oh, Errol! Oh, Errol!! "Welcome to Sherwood, my lady. What, Sir Guy? No greeting from you?"

BUFFALO: Cuckoo. Cuckoo.

FIFI: There was a young man named Errol...

SPARKY: Cindy, you get that dress off right now and wash behind your ears, ya hear, man?

DOTTY: I'm thinking of becoming a lesbian to help save the environment.

THE SAGE: To lift a finger one must first raise the stakes.

PUCK: Pussy's deffo still alive. I can feel one of her hearts beating.

BUFFALO: Is it just me or can someone smell burning?

BIRD: Flynn at eleven.

BUFFALO: Arf, arf!

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