Overheard while IMing

Me: I wonder if it's possible to get addicted to STD tests for the thrill of the uncertainty...
Me: Like gambling.
She: hahaha that sounds like Little Britain
She: or Monty Python
She: definitely British comedy, that is


Which naturally led to the following...


Eric Idle: "Good news, Mr. Davis, your tests have come back negative."

John Cleese: "Ah, wonderful! ... Are you sure?"

Eric Idle: "What?"

John Cleese: "Are you quite sure it's right?"

Eric Idle: "Do you have any reason to think it might not be?"

John Cleese: "Oh, no! No! I just thought... well.. you can't be too careful,now can you? Maybe you'd better run them again, what do you say?"

Eric Idle: "Mr. Davis, I assure you, our laborat'ry is very thorough--"

John Cleese: "DAMMIT, man, I this is my health and I insist you run them again!"

Eric Idle: "Very well, then, Mr. Davis, if you're that concerned I'll have to take another sample of your blood."

John Cleese: "Ah. Well. Thank you, Doctor.".

...

...

John Cleese: "Care to, ah... care to make a little wager this time?"

Eric Idle: "I beg your pardon?"

John Cleese: "Well, you know, just a little... little something to make it interesting? Say, five quid?"

Eric Idle: "Mr. Davis, in addition to being in very poor taste, that would be a gross conflict of interest!"

John Cleese: "Well, not if you bet they were going to come back negative! What are you going to do, cheat and make me healthy? It's your bloody job!"

Eric Idle: "Mr. Davis--"

John Cleese: "What exactly are you trying to hide? Why don't you want to pick up a quick five quid for saying I'm healthy? GET THAT NEEDLE AWAY FROM ME!"


(It actually kind of worries me that I can spin John Cleese scenarios off the top of my head like that.)