The Item
Cast: Narrator
Peasant Andrew
Terrible 3 headed fire breathing Deacon
King Bill
Knights of the session table
Narrator: A long long time ago, back when the congregation was still young, the land was ruled by a wise and benevolent king named Bill. Bill would often ride out from his castle and warmly greet his loyal subjects.
Bill: Hi
Narrator: One day, while Bill was sitting on his throne, Peasant Andrew came in from the countryside and threw himself down before the king.
Andrew: Oh King Bill! We need your help. A terrible three-headed fire breathing deacon is rampaging through the countryside, taking everything from your loyal subjects!
Narrator: King Bill was deeply moved by the terrible plight of his subjects. So he summoned forth his mighty Knights of the Session table.
Sir Richard the Schmidt
Sir .... (names to be added)
And the aptly named, Sir Not appearing in this skit.
And sent them forth to slay the Deacon.
Bill: Go.
Narrator: So the knights rode forth across the land, and soon enough they came across the terrifying
3 headed deacon burning through the countryside..
Deacons (3 under a sheet with heads stikin out): Burn! Arg! Etc!
One of the knights: Cease your plunderings evil creature!
One of the knights: Cease your plunderings evil creature!
Deacons: Why?
One of the knights: The tithe has turned against you!
Deacons: Run away.
Knights: Yay.
Narrator: THE END.
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3 comments:
Shite.
Ha. Post the 'updated edition.' then its not so shite.
two words. Wally-bus, acutally two silibilz
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