Monty Python – Travel agent sketch & theory of the brontosaurus Posted on October 11, 2018 16 1972 31 agent brontosaurus Carol Chapman chicago hotels Circus Cleese Cleveland comedy dallas hotels Episode ERIC flying funny Gilliam graham hotels hotels in chicago hotels in florida hotels in las vegas Idle John John Cleese (Actor) jones las vegas hotels MICHAEL Monty Nov of Palin private jet Python rental property sketch Terry the theory travel travel vlog vacation 26 thoughts on “Monty Python – Travel agent sketch & theory of the brontosaurus” I surely would have gone upstairs with her ! =)Reply The theory of the Brontosaurus was shamelessly plagiarised by TheresaMay at the 201 Tory party conference. Was Eric Idle impersonating Boris Johnson though?Reply The only American counterpart that we had to Python was Firesign Theater. But they did, essentially, radio, a medium sadly not used well these days. [go listen to an old radio play, or better yet, Firesign, and tell me I'm wrong]Reply I like to think the name of Manuel for faulty towers came from this episodeReply Eric Idle once invited Luke Skywalker, Princess Leia, and Han Solo back to his flat in London, because the Elstree location of the filming of Star Wars was boring. After a bit of drinking, the Rolling Stones showed up. At 6 am everyone went back to work. I miss those days.Reply That was… AMAZING!Reply "I'm sorry I can't say the letter B"How did Eric Idle do this?Reply What the hell 😂😂Reply So that's why Palin is always travelling round the world.Reply This would be great but the loud canned laughter destroys it.Reply the mountain with the biggestits in the worldReply jesus, that segway from first sketch to second was flawlessReply This is, by far, the most fucked up thing I've ever seen! 🤣🤣🤣 Whoever wrote that sketch was as high as a motherfucker!Reply The various faces and expressions of Michael Palin never cease to crack me up ! You can read his feelings and empathize with him so wonderfully… He's one of a kind !Reply MasterpieceReply Yes, you're quite right. I'm fed up with being treated like sheep. What's the point of going abroad if you're just another tourist carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their Sunday Mirrors, bomplaining about the tea – 'Oh they don't make it properly here, do they, not like at home' – and stopping at Majorcan bodegas selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamaris and two veg and sitting in their cotton frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh 'cos they 'overdid it on the first day.' And being herded into endless Hotel Miramars and Bellvueses and Bontinentales with their modern international luxury roomettes and draught Red Barrel and swimming pools full of fat German businessmen pretending they're acrobats forming pyramids and frightening the children and barging into queues and if you're not at your table spot on seven you miss the bowl of Campbell's Cream of Mushroom soup, the first item on the menu of International Cuisine, and every Thursday night the hotel has a bloody cabaret in the bar, featuring a tiny emaciated dago with nine-inch hips and some bloated fat tart with her hair brylcreemed down and a big arse presenting Flamenco for Foreigners.And then some adenoidal typists from Birmingham with flabby white legs and diarrhoea trying to pick up hairy bandy-legged wop waiters called Manuel and once a week there's an excursion to the local Roman Ruins to buy cherryade and melted ice cream and bleeding Watney's Red Barrel and one evening you visit the so called typical restaurant with local colour and atmosphere and you sit next to a party from Rhyl who keep singing 'Torremolinos, torremolinos' and complaining about the food – 'It's so greasy here, isn't it?' – and you get cornered by some drunken greengrocer from Luton with an Instamatic camera and Dr. Scholl sandals and last Tuesday's Daily Express and he drones on and on and on about how Mr. Smith should be running this country and how many languages Enoch Powell can speak and then he throws up over the Cuba Libres.Reply “White people cant rap”Reply The police taking the phone off the hook – brilliant! 🙂Reply Can someone tell me how the hell Eric Idle managed to memorise all that? My mind is boggling.Reply this is the most amazing thing i have ever seenReply This sketch is about the inability of certain types of people to take subtle social cues.Reply I would like a blowjob and nothing else.Reply I don’t know why I watched that but yet I’m intrigued by how interested I am by it. Monty python, never die, we need you.Reply SNL started out as a Canadian-based comedy troupe. As the years wore on it became more American and, subsequently, less funny. Python was British. And stayed British. And remains unparalleled in the comedy realm. With very few exceptions, America sketch comedies are uninspired and poorly crafted. And now they're all about hating President Trump. Yeah. Really "pushing the envelope" there.Reply They cut out, "What a silly bunt."Reply Really, I must say that most Python sketches are so silly and stupid but done so well that thy come 'round to being brilliant. Carry on.Reply Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. 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