We are the Knights who say "NI"!
We fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and you father smelled of elderberries! Your a looney is what you are. What are you going to do, bleed on me?
Now bring out yer dead!; fetchez la vache; and await these questions three.
What is your name?
What is your quest?
What is the airspeed velocity of an unleden swallow?
Now go away or I shall taunt you a second time!
Mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Tis but a flesh wound!