Temptation

It's difficult to be a nun in Camelot, it's a silly place. And
three words; "temptation, temptation, temptation!"

Dancing Nun

Bring Out Your Dead!

"Bring out your dead! I am in desperate need of more dead people this Halloween season. So far, the cast and crew of RAT’s production of Spamalot is everything but dead. They are in fact the liveliest group of people that I have ever had the chance to meet. So if you know any dead people or happen to have any lying about please give my buddy Lance a call and he will come and pick up the lot. Personally I don’t like dead people, even not quite dead people. They give me the willies. I’d much rather sing and dance with Lance and the rest of the knights of Arthur’s very, very, very round table in Camelot. Exactly what goes on in this wondrous place called Camelot I cannot say at the moment. For what happens in Camelot, stays in Camelot."

-Brave Sir Robin

From Patsy's journal

Dear Journal,

No one really knows how ‘ard it is, playin’ Piss boy to the “All Exhaulted, King o’ the Britons”. “Oh, Patsy!”, they say, “What ‘ave you to do, ‘cept bang away on your coconuts all day?” They don’t know ‘bout the constant ego stroking a man of his station requires! And exactly why do you think he ‘asn’t got shit all over ‘im? That’s right, dear ol’ Patsy, groomin’ an’ preenin’ away till I got shit all over me! Well, it could be worse. I could be a knight. A witless, buggering bunch, the lot of ‘em! Always look at the bright side, that’s what I always say.

Ms. Galahad's poetry prowess

'Ello there, Mrs-... Ms. Galahad here. I am thrilled to ba a part of this work. There are so many wonderful people (minus Arthur) involved in this project. In fact, this has me so excited that I have decided to share something with you; I call it "The Mud". It is an excerpt from a collection of lovely poems that I call "Ms. Galahad's Collection of Lovely Poems Written About Herself and also Mud". Here you are, and enjoy.

"The Mud"

The mud
Sticky
Ooey... Gooey
under my untrimmed finger nails.
Good piles here,
good piles there;
The product of the earth.
Something that one man can't own.
I will keep plopping
and moving
the freedom mud

A message from King Arthur

I have called forth my knights and trusted retainers to ensure that this journey is extraordinary! However, there seems to be a lot of singing, talk of dancing, and fraternization going on! On the verge of this, my most glorious quest, you'd think instead that they were all playing at a musical production! I shall rely heavily on the guidance of my sweet lady of the lake, and the sure spirit of my fine steed Patsy to see this through. Honestly I think the rest of these goofs, think they are going to end up on Broadway!  - King Arthur