LAUNCELOT: Well taken, Concorde! CONCORDE: Thank you, sir! Most kind. LAUNCELOT: And again… Over we go! Good. Steady! And now, the big one…Ooof! Come on, Concorde! [thwonk] CONCORDE: Message for you, sir. [fwump] LAUNCELOT: Concorde! Concorde, speak to me! “To whoever finds this note, I have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me. I am in the tall tower of Swamp Castle.” At last! A call, a cry of distress! This could be the sign that leads us to the Holy Grail! Brave, brave Concorde! You shall not have died in vain! CONCORDE: Uh, I’m-I’m not quite dead, sir. LAUNCELOT: Well, you shall not have been mortally wounded in vain! CONCORDE: Uh, I-I think uh, I could pull through, sir. LAUNCELOT: Oh, I see. CONCORDE: Actually, I think I’m all right to come with you— LAUNCELOT: No, no, sweet Concorde! Stay here! I will send help as soon as I have accomplished a daring and heroic rescue in my own particular… (sigh) CONCORDE: Idiom, sir? LAUNCELOT: Idiom! CONCORDE: No, I feel fine, actually, sir. LAUNCELOT: Farewell, sweet Concorde! CONCORDE: I’ll-uh, I’ll just stay here, then, shall I, sir? Yeah.
electricshadow Premium Member almost 9 years ago
From that distance, the archers must be mistaking them for middle fingers; that would give them more reason to be accurate.
K M almost 9 years ago
Shouldn’t it be the guy on the left of the panel who’s screaming? He’s the one whose foam finger took the arrow.
pabsfx-comics almost 9 years ago
Heartshot on middle one
yimhere almost 9 years ago
…..Your mother was a hamster, and your father smelt of elderberries!
wildfiregal almost 9 years ago
guess it doesn’t always pay to be number one…
coffeemugman almost 9 years ago
LAUNCELOT: Well taken, Concorde! CONCORDE: Thank you, sir! Most kind. LAUNCELOT: And again… Over we go! Good. Steady! And now, the big one…Ooof! Come on, Concorde! [thwonk] CONCORDE: Message for you, sir. [fwump] LAUNCELOT: Concorde! Concorde, speak to me! “To whoever finds this note, I have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me. I am in the tall tower of Swamp Castle.” At last! A call, a cry of distress! This could be the sign that leads us to the Holy Grail! Brave, brave Concorde! You shall not have died in vain! CONCORDE: Uh, I’m-I’m not quite dead, sir. LAUNCELOT: Well, you shall not have been mortally wounded in vain! CONCORDE: Uh, I-I think uh, I could pull through, sir. LAUNCELOT: Oh, I see. CONCORDE: Actually, I think I’m all right to come with you— LAUNCELOT: No, no, sweet Concorde! Stay here! I will send help as soon as I have accomplished a daring and heroic rescue in my own particular… (sigh) CONCORDE: Idiom, sir? LAUNCELOT: Idiom! CONCORDE: No, I feel fine, actually, sir. LAUNCELOT: Farewell, sweet Concorde! CONCORDE: I’ll-uh, I’ll just stay here, then, shall I, sir? Yeah.