Silly Days & Twisted Nights: The Art Of MONTY PYTHON
Somewhere in this wicked world, fish are laughing—peering through the plexiglass of their tanks and enjoying an absolute belly-bouncer about the incredible stupidity of the humanity walking by. Gills softly flapping, they jovially nudge one another, spying a particularly inane action on the other side of the glass, and variously chuckle, cackle, guffaw and giggle.
Silly Days & Twisted Nights: The Art Of MONTY PYTHON
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TOBY GOLDSTEIN
Somewhere in this wicked world, fish are laughing—peering through the plexiglass of their tanks and enjoying an absolute belly-bouncer about the incredible stupidity of the humanity walking by. Gills softly flapping, they jovially nudge one another, spying a particularly inane action on the other side of the glass, and variously chuckle, cackle, guffaw and giggle. We featherless bipeds are a strange and nasty sort, wouldn't you agree? And don't think that we're about to get away with our stunts for even a moment, because those fish hove turned into six very dangerous sharks of the mind, called Monty Python. They're jusl waiting for us to fall on our collective tat ass, and when we do, they'll deftly slip another banana peel in the pathway.