Thou shalt count to three. Two is too little, four too much. Three is the number to which thee shall count, and so it shall be.
One... Two... Five!
Three Sir!
Three!
Ahem, yes, back to the epitaths.
"Blue. No! Yelloooo..."
"He's buggered off!"
"No longer a Knight who says Ni."
"I demand a shrubbery!"
"Anyone got a herring? That tree is in the way"
"Never give the French a giant wooden mammal."
One... Two... Five!
Three Sir!
Three!
Ahem, yes, back to the epitaths.
"Blue. No! Yelloooo..."
"He's buggered off!"
"No longer a Knight who says Ni."
"I demand a shrubbery!"
"Anyone got a herring? That tree is in the way"
"Never give the French a giant wooden mammal."