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  1. What Was That Sound?

    When I was a child, (yeah last century) My Father told me thunder was the sound of the old man upsetting his potato cart. In my maturity I know that it’s the sound of my president coming down the stairs of Air Force One.

    • From the longer, unedited version of Monty Python’s “Apothecary Sketch”:

      POLICEMAN: “Right, me old beauty, you’re nicked!”

      {Grabs Hungarian}

      HUNGARIAN (consulting translation phrasebook): “I should have waited before commenting: my bulldog just farted!”

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