Joan, as I mentioned elsewhere, I believe this is Pythonesque. Totally appropriate here, though. Other variants, from the source:
I don't want to talk to you, no more, you empty-headed animal, food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. You mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.
Ha ha! Hello! Smelly English K...niggets ... and Monsieur Arthur King, who has the brain of a duck, you know.
We French persons outwit you a second time, perfidious English mousedropping hoarders ... how you say: "Begorrah!"
No chance, English bed-wetting types. We burst our pimples at you, and call your door-opening request a silly thing. You tiny-brained wipers of other people's bottoms!
Yes, depart a lot at this time, and cut the approaching any more or we fire arrows into the tops of your heads and make castanets of your testicles already. (from serve.com
Ok, it wasn't a literal quotation, but the influence is clear.
Cheers, Dan. |
