Blackadder: Bob, you are a girl! And you are a girl with as much talent for disguise as a giraffe in dark glasses trying to get into a polar bears-only golf club.
Blackadder: A war hasn't been fought this badly since Olaf the Hairy, high chief of all the Vikings, accidentally ordered 80,000 battle-helmets with the horns on the inside.
[George suggests Blackadder should go on the boards with his Cockney comedy act.]
Blackadder: Thank you, George. But if you don't mind, I'd rather have my tongue beaten wafer-thin by a steak tenderizer, and then stapled to the floor with a croquet hoop.
Blackadder: Baldrick, in the Amazonian rain forest there are tribes of Indians as yet untouched by civilization who've developed more convincing Charlie Chaplin impressions than yours.
Blackadder: Bob, take a telegram: 'Mr. C. Chaplin, Sennett Studios, Hollywood, California. Congrats. Stop. Have found only person in world less funny than you. Stop. Name Baldrick. Stop. Yours E. Blackadder. Stop.' Oh, and put a P.S.: 'Please, please, please. Stop.'

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