After several days had passed since his attempt to brainwash Lord Turnips had failed so miserably, Admiral Rossoroni and Lord Woodpecker considered Lord Turnips latest personality incarnation as a rooster. Lord Woodpecker reminded him of an old joke:
At that the Admiral did a spit take and sent Scottish thrice-malted barley which had been casked for over 50 years shooting out of his nose. "Good Lord man! Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Lord Woody looked puzzled "you don't actually intend to have him....I mean...with a chicken?"
Admiral Rossoroni grimmaced and gave Lord Woody a how-stupid-are-you? look. "No, I mean to use his unique Chicken persona in my attack on Lord Torananga. You'll see."
Meanwhile, Lord Turnips was wondering how long he could maintain the pretense that he was a Chicken. Strutting around had given his gammy leg a bit of bother. He knew that he needed to continue with the charade a little longer.
*Woody Allen - Annie Hall 1977
this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, "Doc, uh, my brother's crazy; he thinks he's a chicken." And, uh, the doctor says, "Well, why don't you turn him in?" The guy says, "I would, but I need the eggs."*
At that the Admiral did a spit take and sent Scottish thrice-malted barley which had been casked for over 50 years shooting out of his nose. "Good Lord man! Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Lord Woody looked puzzled "you don't actually intend to have him....I mean...with a chicken?"
Admiral Rossoroni grimmaced and gave Lord Woody a how-stupid-are-you? look. "No, I mean to use his unique Chicken persona in my attack on Lord Torananga. You'll see."
Meanwhile, Lord Turnips was wondering how long he could maintain the pretense that he was a Chicken. Strutting around had given his gammy leg a bit of bother. He knew that he needed to continue with the charade a little longer.
*Woody Allen - Annie Hall 1977
Ah, Rossaroni, one of my favorite jokes and an excellent jumping off spot ...
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