A Liar's Autobiography: The Untrue Story of Monty Python's Graham Chapman Page #7
You deserve more OBEs
# And that was the message
That was
Super, super, super. Super.
Super.
On the way out,
I consoled an agitated Rod Stewart,
who unfortunately had had to come
to the party in person.
He'd got married that morning
and the blow-ups of the happy couple
could not be processed in time.
- Hello, Keith.
- Hello, Graham. What do you want?
Would you like to come to a party
at my place later?
- George said he'd drop by.
- And Harry and Richard will be there.
- Can I bring Mick and Ronnie?
- All right. See you later.
- And Pete and Ringo?
Sure. See you later. I'm just gonna
nip off down through Boys Town.
- I want to pick up some zoom.
- I'll bet that's not all.
Graham, you must face up
to this name-dropping problem.
- What should I do? Move to Finland?
- You'll just have to sweat it out.
to speed up my recovery?
There is, but it isn't going to be pleasant,
I'm afraid.
Revulsion therapy.
I'm going to prescribe an intensive
course of Hollywood parties for you.
It's your only hope.
Hello, Graham.
Is that young lady all right over there?
It's working, Graham.
Stick with it.
Good evening, Mr Chapman.
I am Jose.
I'll be your star to bed tucker-inner
to the stars this evening.
Jolly good.
I had slipped
into a state of inertia.
All further activities seemed pointless.
I decided to have a farewell party.
David made the cucumber sandwiches
and I slipped out in my beige spacesuit
to see if the others
would be prepared to pop along.
I stepped up nimbly through the air lock
and deftly percolated past Elton John's
piano-shaped moon buggy.
He was obviously entertaining
David Bowie and Ken Liberace,
so I passed on.
I knew the next space vehicle
was occupied for an at-home evening
by David Hockney and Alan Bennett,
comparing the size of their accents.
Custard cream, David?
Just a weak Darjeeling, please, Alan.
So I didn't bother with them.
- Can you come to our party?
- No!
And I have got to do
the hoovering!
- Can you come to our party?
- Sorry, Gray.
Diary's absolutely chock-a-block.
"Here lies Oscar Fingal
O'Flahertie Wilde.
"Gone out for good."
Can you come to our party?
There is a time
in the affairs of greed,
which, taken at the kludge,
leads on to brutalness.
A man is not a wasp,
nor Dfisseldorf built in a day.
Damon Runyan had a bunion.
For all, they say, hey I.
What's that supposed to mean?
My heart bakes.
Let it be. Let it be.
Oh, come on, Wilde.
What does that mean?
It means, your Majesty, it means...
Learn your lines.
You had us waiting for hours.
I didn't think anyone noticed.
No, I suppose they didn't.
The end.
Graham Chapman,
co-author of the pan-ot sketch,
is no more.
He has ceased to be.
Bereft of life, he rests in peace.
He's kicked the bucket,
hopped the twig,
bit the dust, snuffed it,
wheezed his last
and gone to meet the great
Head of Light Entertainment in the sky.
And I guess that we're all thinking
how sad it is
that a man of such talent,
of such capability for kindness,
of such unusual intelligence,
should now so suddenly be spirited
away at the age of only 48
before he'd achieved many of the things
of which he was capable
and before he'd had enough fun.
Well, I feel that I should say,
"Nonsense.
"Good riddance to him, the freeloading
bastard. I hope he fries."
And the reason I feel I should say this...
...is he would never forgive me
if I didn't,
if I threw away this glorious opportunity
to shock you all on his behalf.
Anything for him
but mindless good taste.
# Inflammation of the foreskin
# Reminds me of your smile
# I've had ballanital chancroids
# I gave my heart to NSU
# I ache for you, my darling
# And I hope you'll get well soon
# My penile warts
# Your herpes
My syphilitic sores
# Your monilial infection
# How I miss you more and more
# Your Dhobi's itch
My scrumpox
# Our lovely gononhoea
# And at least we both were lying
# When we said that we were clear
# Our syphilitic kisses
# Sealed the secret of our tryst
# You gave me scrotal pustules
# With a quick flick of your wrist
# Your tricho-vaginitis
# Sent shivers down my spine
# I got snail tracks in my anus
# When your spirochetes met mine
# Gonococcal urethritis
# Streptococcal balanitis
# Meningomyelitis
# Diplococcal cephalitis
# Epididymitis
# Interstitial keratitis
# Syphilitic choroiditis
# And anterior uveitis
# Gonococcal urethritis
# Streptococcal balanitis
# Meningomyelitis
# Diplococcal cephalitis
# Epididymitis
# Interstitial keratitis
# Syphilitic choroiditis
# And anterior uveitis
# Sit on my face
And tell me that you love me
# I'll sit on your face
And tell you I love you too
# I love to hear you oralise
# When I'm between your thighs
You blow me away
# Sit on my face
And let my lips embrace you
# I'll sit on your face
And then I'll love you truly
# Life can be fine
If we all 69
# If we sit on our faces
In all sorts of places
# And play till we're blown away
Ooh. Terribly sorry.
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