Nudge Nudge Wink Wink- It’s International Monty Python Day on Facebook- NI! [VIDEO]
Over the next 24 hours you’ll probably be ROTFLMAO or you’ll be in a constant state of bewilderment at your friends’ statuses on Facebook. Nearly 34,000 FBers have RSVP’d to the event. Which means you’ll probably be seeing even more folks jumping on the bandwagon today for International Monty Python Status Day as those statuses and pictures and video begin to float about in the Facebookian© ether.
For the uninitiated today will be troubling. Your friends will be commenting about vicious killer rabbits, posting photos of lumpy British men in drag and loading videos of mud-collecting peasants decrying the political implications of strange women lying in ponds distributing swords as a basis for a system of government. Sorry. Sorry Sorry. Got a bit carried away.
The genius of John Cleese, Michael Palin, Graham Chapman, Terry Jones, Eric Idle, Minnesotan-born Terry Gilliam, and not to forget the lovely Carol Cleveland, congealed into what many people feel is THE consummate sketch comedy troupe. Amazingly only 45 episodes ran over just four years. At the time, the impact on the world of comedy was as thunderous as The Beatles’ was on music. 5 of the six are still alive (Graham passed in 1989 from tonsil and spinal cancer) and all are enormously successful in film, TV and live theatre.
If you’re a fan, I’ll drop some famous Python dreg for you below, just for watching or stealing or whatever. But for those of you who’d like to look like you know all about it (And well, let’s face it, that’s what FB is about isn’t it? Looking like you know what you’re talking about.), you’ll find some very insider statuses you can copy and paste, as well as a link dump of where you can find photos for your profile and cover.
Your Possible Python Statuses
“Tit. Tit. Oh, that’s very tinny isn’t it? Tit. Tit. Uhwuh. Tinny, tinny, tinny.”
“Nobody Expects The Spanish Inquisition!
“I didn’t want to be a barber anyway, I wanted to be a LUMBERJACK!”
“And now for something completely different.”
“Shut your festering gob ya tit, your type makes me puke, you vacuous, coffee-nosed, malodorous, pervert!”
“This parrot is no more. It has ceased to be. It’s expired and gone to meet its maker. This is a late parrot. It’s a stiff, bereft of life it rests in peace. If you hadn’t nailed it to the perch it’d be pushing up daisies. It’s run down the curtain and joined the choir invisible. This… is an EX-Parrot!”