Welcome, gentle sir Knight. Welcome to the Castle Anthrax.
The Castle Anthrax?
Yes, it's not a very good name, is it? Oh, but we are nice, and we will attend to your every, every need.
Oh, I am afraid our life must seem very dull and quiet compared to yours. We are but eight-score young blonds and brunettes, all between 16 and 19 1/2, cut off in this castle with no one to protect us. Oooh, it is a lonely life: Bathing, dressing, undressing, making exciting underwear. We are just not used to handsome knights.
You must spank her well, and after you are done with her, you may deal with her as you like, and then spank me.
And me. And me too. And me.
Yes. Yes, you must give us all a good spanking. And after the spanking, the oral sex.
Well, I could stay a bit longer.
[Sir Lancelot crashes in, grabs Galahad and rushes out of the castle]
We were in the nick of time. You were in great peril.
I don't think I was.
Yes, you were. You were in terrible peril.
Look, let me go back in there and face the peril.
No, it's far too perilous.
Look, it's my duty as a knight to sample as much peril as I can.
No, we've got to find the Holy Grail. Come on.
Oh, let me have just a little bit of peril?
No. It's unhealthy.
I bet you're gay.
No, I'm not.
