| SPAM WARNING!!!!! 
 Scene: A cafe. One table is occupied by a group of Vikings with horned helmets on. A man and his wife enter.
 
 Man (Eric Idle): You sit here, dear.
 Wife (Graham Chapman in drag): All right.
 Man (to Waitress): Morning!
 Waitress (Terry Jones, in drag as a bit of a rat-bag): Morning!
 Man:      Well, what've you got?
 Waitress: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam;
 Vikings (starting to chant): Spam spam spam spam...
 Waitress: ...spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam...
 Vikings (singing):  Spam!  Lovely spam!  Lovely spam!
 Waitress:  ...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.
 Wife: Have you got anything without spam?
 Waitress: Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.
 Wife: I don't want ANY spam!
 Man: Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?
 Wife: THAT'S got spam in it!
 Man: Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?
 Vikings:  Spam spam spam spam (crescendo through next few lines)
 Wife: Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?
 Waitress: Urgghh!
 Wife:     What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!
 Vikings:  Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!)
 Waitress: Shut up!
 Vikings:  Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
 Waitress: Shut up! (Vikings stop) Bloody Vikings! You can't have egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam.
 Wife (shrieks): I don't like spam!
 Man:Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss.  I'll have your spam.  I love it. I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam beaked beans spam spam spam and spam!
 Vikings (singing):  Spam spam spam spam.  Lovely spam!  Wonderful spam!
 Waitress: Shut up!! Baked beans are off.
 Man:      Well could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?
 Waitress: You mean spam spam spam spam spam spam...  (but it is too late and the Vikings drown her words)
 Vikings (singing elaborately):  Spam spam spam spam.  Lovely spam!  Wonderfulspam! Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam. Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Spam spam          spam spam!
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