How do you know she is a witch?
Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! Burn her anyway! On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place.
We shall say ‘Ni’ again to you, if you do not appease us. Well, how’d you become king, then? Look, my liege! Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni!
He hasn’t got shit all over him. And this isn’t my nose. This is a false one. The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king. Why do you think that she is a witch? What do you mean? And the hat. She’s a witch!
Help, help, I’m being repressed!
Well, how’d you become king, then? Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni! What do you mean? You don’t vote for kings. Where’d you get the coconuts?
The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice!
The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land. Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I’m being repressed!
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- Well, I didn’t vote for you.
- I’m not a witch.
- On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place.