Khythera

Jacques et Gilles
sortaient en ville
pour boire quelques bieres...
Jacques tomba
et Gilles suiva,
tous trouvant douce la terre!

Apres ca,
Jacques insista
qu'il etait donc trop ivre;
Gilles siffla
et puis trouva
un autre homme a suivre.

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Baldrick: I have a cunning plan, sir!
Blackadder:...
Blackadder: Excellent, what is it?
Baldrick: well, sir, you know how the Gallente don't like slaves, right, that they're contraband and they'll blow you up for carrying them?
Blackadder: Yeeeees...
Baldrick: So. We just collect a fat lot of slaves, take them into Gallente space, and tell the good Federal authorities, "Look here!, We've got a fat lot of slaves, and we're freeing them!" They might even pay us for them, sir!
Blackadder: How noble of you, Baldrick.
Bladrick: It's just like the Underground Railroad in the United States!
Blackadder: Only you're getting run over by it.