#monty python parodies

[yonderghostshistories]

Is it just me, or is it kinda weird that Monty Python has never been parodied that much in pop culture, or at least not as often.

Now, what I mean by that is that I’m not talking about MP’s sketches and/or famous & well known characters getting parodied in pop culture, no no no, I’m talking about THE PYTHONS THEMSELVES.

Hell I can’t even think of people who can do impressions of the Pythons THEMSELVES (aside from John Cleese cuz ofc he’s the more “well known” member ig)

Like i don’t think even Family Guy itself has made a cutaway gag that was smth like oh idk uhh

“hey Lois, remember the time that I did [X] with the Pythons”

[cut to Peter Griffin hanging out with the Pythons (who are themselves voiced with somewhat decent voice impressions of the Pythons) doing [X] thing]

maybe I’m blanking on some other examples, but tbh the only thing that parodied the Pythons themselves that I actually remember is this one Harry & Paul sketch from a few years ago, as shown below :

(it is very funny sketch tbh ngl)

But even then, the sketch iirc only parodied John Cleese, Michael Palin and Terry Jones. Like it leaves out Eric Idle, Terry Gilliam & Graham Chapman for some reason.

Like the Pythons were like the Beatles of Bizarre Comedy in terms of how influential they both were in their respective fields (The Beatles for Music and The Pythons for Comedy).

I bring this up because UNLIKE the Pythons however, the Beatles themselves have probably been parodied TO DEATH over the centuries/decades like OMG.

Again, this is just my personal thoughts and incase if I am indeed blanking on some examples of the Pythons THEMSELVES getting parodied, do let me know said examples in the comments/tags/reblogs!! I’d much appreciate it fr!!

[whumpster-fire]

The (N+1) Little Pigs

Where N is a comically large number.

From: Fairy Tales To Tell Other People's Children To Get Out Of Being Asked to Babysit In the Future: An Anthology

Once Upon A Time, there were (N+1) little pigs, who lived in a house with their mother. One day, their mother kicked them out to seek their fortunes in the world, because they were unemployed losers who turned their rooms into pigsties.

The First Little Pig saw a farmer selling bales of straw. "Aha!" he thought, "That looks like the perfect material to build a house for the minimum amount of effort!" He told his brothers this. They all looked at him like he was an idiot.

"A straw house is easy to build, but it's also easy to tear down!" said the Third Little Pig. "What if a wolf comes?" He started to show his brother studies about the maximum wind loads of straw houses, but the First Little Pig wasn't listening.

"Wolves are a hoax," said the First Little Pig. He bought the straw anyway, and built a rather ramshackle house.

The Second Little Pig laughed at the first little pig's foolishness, but when he saw a woodcutter selling sticks, he thought: "I want a big house, but I don't want to waste too much time building it. These will be perfect."

The Third Little Pig saw a bricklayer selling bricks, and thought: "These will make the strongest house possible. I'd like to see a wolf break into this!"

Soon, the Big Bad Wolf came along. He saw the houses the pigs had built, and he came up with a plan. He knocked on the door of the First Little Pig's straw house.

"Good Morning," he said to the First Little Pig. "Do you have a moment to talk about our Lord and Savior -"

"Go away, I'm playing Minecraft!" shouted the First Little Pig, and slammed the door in the Big Bad Wolf's face. So the Big Bad Wolf thought of a better plan.

"Hi, I'm installing Rooftop Solar, do you have a moment to talk about -"

"Go away."

So the Big Bad Wolf thought of a better plan.

"We've been trying to reach you concerning your car's extended warranty -"

"Die in a fire, Big Bad Bitch."

So the Big Bad Wolf thought of a better plan. He knocked on the door one more time.

"Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"

The Big Bad Wolf peered in the window, and decided the hair on the pig's chinny chin chin wasn't much of a threat. It was kind of unimpressive actually. A neckbeard, even.

"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!"

Then the Big Bad Wolf huffed, and puffed, and blew the straw house to pieces, and that was the end of the First Little Pig.

He moved on to the Second Little Pig's house, and repeated the process, only without the several ineffective scams. He went straight to the threats and demands, which is an admirable quality in a villain.

"Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"

"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!"

Then the Big Bad Wolf huffed, and puffed, and blew the stick house to splinters, and that was the end of the Second Little Pig.

The Third Little Pig watched his brothers' demise from his brick house, and made a smug FaceBook post about inferior construction methods. When he heard a knock on his door, he said without even waiting for the wolf to speak: "Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"

"Uhh, this is your neighbor Bob. I just wanted to check in and see if you're okay, I saw on NextDoor there were two houses blown in by a wolf, and my neighbor Dale said both the victims were pigs, so it seems like there's a pattern."

"Oh. Sorry," said the pig. "Don't worry about me, I've got the strongest house in the whole town!" and he patted the brick walls.

Bob the Neighbor left, and the Big Bad Wolf came along.

"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"

"Aww, come on, man, you didn't even give me a chance to knock!"

"This story's getting too long."

"Fair. Ahem… I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!"

The Third Little Pig waited smugly in his armchair, waiting for the wolf to tire himself out. But what he didn't realize was that his attic windows had blown in. The Third Little Pig had built his house with a gable style roof for aesthetic reasons, and he had neglected to install hurricane ties as required by building codes in many areas prone to high wind disasters. With wind blowing inside the attic and over the roof, it acted just like a wing! The whole roof lifted off the house and blew away, and without the structural support, even the sturdy brick walls collapsed, crushing the Third Little Pig armchair and all.

The Fourth Little Pig built his house out of stone, with structurally adequate roof design. The wolf huffed and puffed with all his might, but the house just wouldn't budge!

So the Big Bad Wolf waited for the Fourth Little Pig to leave the house. After a few days, this little piggy went to market, when this little piggy should have stayed home. But this little piggy had to buy roast beef, because this little piggy had none. This little piggy saw a familiar shape in the parking lot, and cried WEEE WEEE WEEE WEEE, half of the way home. Not all the way home, because he only got halfway there before the Big Bad Wolf caught him and ate him.

The Fifth Little Pig purchased a 7500 sq ft McMansion in a gated community. But the house soon began to fall apart due to its subpar construction, and the Little Pig lost all his money in the subprime mortage crisis. The bank foreclosed on him, and threw him out in the streets, where the Big Bad Wolf had an easy meal.

The Sixth Little Pig built a sturdy wooden house: not a flimsy stick one, but solid timber framing. The wolf huffed and he puffed, but he could not blow the house in. Instead, he poured gasoline all over the exterior walls of the house and lit a match. The house caught fire, and turned the Sixth Little Pig into fried bacon.

The Seventh Little Pig built another stone house, and a very nice one it was. In fact, it was a castle. But he'd built it on a swamp, so his castle sank into the swamp. So he built another castle. That one sank into the swamp. So he built a third one. That one burned down, fell over, then sank into the swamp, but the fourth one stayed up! And that's what the Seventh Little Pig's son inherited: the strongest castle in all of Pigland. However, when Wolfram the Conqueror invaded in 1066 AD, the Seventh Little Pig's castle proved incapable of withstanding the ferocious assault of the Warwolf Trebuchet. The Seventh Little Pig tried to surrender before the monstrous siege engine was even completed, but the Big Bad Wolf just laughed, and said there was no way he was going to all that effort to build such a large trebuchet and not use it. Soon the castle lay in ruins, and the Noble House of the Seventh Little Pig was broken.

The Eighth Little Pig built his house out of reinforced concrete. "I'd like to see you huff and puff this house down!" he boasted. "And I've got enough supplies in here to last for two years!"

But the Big Bad Wolf knew a guy who knew a guy who knew a guy, and the guy who a guy who knew a guy who knew a guy knew a guy who knew was an armadillo who worked in the demolitions industry. The armadillo set up several very large explosive charges all around the fourth pig's house.

"Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!" said the Big Bad Wolf.

"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"

The armadillo laughed, and said: "Then Fire In the Hole! I'll blow your house in!"

With an almighty BANG! that stone house went away, And what happened to the pig isn't pleasant to say. The locals claim porkchops and cutlets rained down On Roofs, streets and sidewalks for three blocks around And windows were broken all over the town.

A-hem! Enough rhyming, back to the story.

The Ninth Little Pig didn't build a house at all. He just wasn't into it, man. Building houses meant being part of the system! He crashed on other people's couches and smoked weed all day. One day there was a knock at the door.

"Hey, man! Wanna buy some weed?" asked the Big Bad Wolf, who was wearing a clever disguise: he had a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a t-shirt that said "420." The Ninth Little Pig stared at him through bloodshot eyes. He scratched the hairs on his chinny chin chin. "Sure, man. Totally radical." He let the wolf in. The wolf was planning to eat him, but the smell of weed was so overpowering that he immediately became high, and they talked about metaphysical philosophy for three hours. Sadly for the Ninth Little Pig, after that the wolf got the munchies and ate him. Due to the sheer quantity of The Devil's Lettuce the pig had partaken in, the Big Bad Wolf was tripping balls for several weeks.

The Tenth Little Pig decided to move to a faraway land where there were no wolves and build his house there. On his journey he came to a bridge, where a troll was waitin for passerby.

"Ha ha!" said the troll. "You must pay the troll toll! I will eat you, delicious pig!"

"Wait!" cried the Tenth Little Pig. "My big brother is coming, and he has a house made of sticks! Wouldn't you rather eat him instead?"

"What." Said the Troll, and there was a long, awkward silence. "That doesn't make any sense."

"I think this is the wrong fairy tale," said the pig.

"I agree," said the troll, and ate him, so the Big Bad Wolf lost this round.

Later, the Big Bad Wolf came to a train track, where he saw a speeding trolley heading towards a switch. On the track ahead were five little pigs tied to the train tracks, on the other track was a single little pig. By pulling a lever, the wolf could make the trolley switch to the other track, saving the five little pigs but dooming the single pig. The Big Bad Wolf didn't pull the lever and allowed the five little pigs to be run over, because he was a Big Bad Wolf and killing more pigs was a desirable result for him. The Mad Philosophy Professor who had tied the pigs to the tracks and sabotaged the trolley's brakes lost his funding due to the lack of conclusive results, which just goes to show the importance of sound experiment design.

The Seventeenth Little Pig holed up in his house and refused to leave. The wolf waited and waited, but as he was waiting, he saw a little girl in a red hood wandering through the woods with a picnic basket. The Big Bad Wolf decided to try to eat her instead, but that is a story for another time. The Seventeenth Little Pig seemed safe, but little did he know that a deadly swine flu pandemic was spreading throughout the community.

The Eighteenth Little Pig built a very grand and sturdy house of brick and stone, but it had large windows that were easy to break into. One night, a pack of four Big Bad Wolves broke into his house. "What the Devil?" cried the Eighteenth Little Pig as he grabbed his powdered wig and Kentucky Rifle. He huffed, and he puffed, and he blew a golfball sized hole through the first wolf, shooting him dead on the spot. He drew his pistol on the second wolf, but it missed him entirely because it was smoothbore and nailed the neighbor's dog. He had to resort to the cannon at the top of the stairs loaded with grapeshot. The grapeshot shredded two wolves in the blast, and the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. The Eighteenth Little Pig fixed bayonets and charged the last terrified wolf, who bled out waiting for the police to arrive because triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up. "Ah," said the Eighteenth Little Pig, "Just as the Founding Sounder intended."

The Nineteenth Little Pig went to college to become a Marine Biologist. This had many benefits, including living on a research vessel far away from any Big Bad Wolves. Sharks, on the other hand, were a different matter.

The Twentieth Little Pig didn't build a house: he hid in a cave, where he survived on a diet of 10,000 spiders per day and never left. He survived the Big Bad Wolf, but he is an outlier and should not have been counted.

The End

[tilbageidanmark]

[reylo4ever2020]

I'm a simple person, I see Star Wars, I like.

I see Monty Python, I like. 🤷🏻‍♀️

[sarcastic-elf]

[sundove88]

Ok, Hear Me Out.

Monty Python and The Holy Grail but with your comfort characters as the cast!!!

Reblog, cause I wanna see what you come up with!

Here’s mine!

[mitigatingchaos]

A Note On President Carter

As I read some of the accounts of the life and Presidency of Jimmy Carter, my thoughts on him seem to be confirmed. . .  he might not have been the best President, but he was an honest guy who didn’t take himself too seriously and his life was dedicated to quietly helping others. I was attending college just up the road from Camp David while Carter was President. I recall twice we went down and…

[regicidal-defenestration]

Finished a book that was mostly - but not always - as clever as it thought it was and I don't know if that's more or less tragic than a book simply not as clever as it thinks it is

[brainonthebox]

Stilgar: Only the true Messiah denies his divinity!

Paul: What? Well, what sort of choice does that give me? Alright, I am the Messiah!

Chani: He's not the Messiah! He's a very naughty boy!

[yonderghostshistories]

Actually i think there was a family guy cutaway which parodied the MPFC opening intro

https://youtu.be/PVTM5pCPax0?si=yI5GAlJryFvLdQ8V

Also there was a cutaway gag about how one of the characters idk which forced Meg to watch the lesser known/"unfunny" (???) stuff python made but Meg didnt like it because shes a girl, so yeah, unfunny sexist gag...

Plus South Park paid homage to Monty Python also . I think its great how MP wasnt really parodied because frankly i think it would be shitty n not rlly funny ... Glad i could help you out !

Thank you kind anon!!

oh yeah I saw the intro a while ago, but still thank you for linking it here!!! I found it was really cool and I like the aesthetic of it frfr!!

Plus the slightly longer version w/the It’s Man in the beginning

Ok so I just watched it, and tbh….idk how to feel about it tbh. Why does Meg not liking Monty Python have to do with her being a girl? I’m a (cis*) girl (*who’s currently questioning their gender but am somewhat certain that I’m transmasc, but still my point stands) and I like Monty Python, hell I think most of MP’s somewhat “unfunny” material is still kinda decent in a way (but again that’s just me personally lol). Is the joke supposed to be that girls don’t understand nor find MP funny? If it is, then that’s clearly a false assumption, as me and many of my online friends (who are mostly girls (plus boys too), as well as queer and trans, non-binary & gnc people) find it really hilarious fr! Again the joke in the cutaway gag doesn’t make sense imo, maybe I am missing smth in the joke and if so do let me know!

Also yes I am aware that some people aren’t into Monty Python or that it isn’t their personal preference, and that’s totally ok imo like I’m cool with that (even if it does baffle me lol 😂) Overall tho this cutaway gag just doesn’t make that much sense imo. I haven’t watched that much Family Guy tbh (only some episodes here & there from time to time, including some clips) but uhh yeah. Thank you for reading this really long ramble of mine on dissecting on that one particular ehh MP cutaway gag lmao 🤣

Link to the video btw :

Oh yeah fr!! I’m assuming you’re referring to the time that South Park (and Matt Stone & Trey Parker) were featured in the 30th Anniversary Special of MPFC from 1999 (called “Monty Python Night”), where the South Park team paid homage to the “Dead Parrot” sketch, with Kenny as the Dead Parrot (or rather, the Dead Friend), Cartman as Mr Praline, and Kyle as The Shopkeeper! It was very funny fr tbh and I love how (animated) Terry G pops up near the end lol 😂

(plus Matt & Trey apparently uhh “kidnapping” Terry G’s mum, also in the 1999 30th Anniversary special “Monty Python Night”)

ALSO ALSO

South Park’s animation style as a whole is an homage to the Terry G paper cut animation style too, which is really cool fr imo!!

ALSO ALSO Also

Eric Idle was featured in the movie “South Park : Bigger, Longer & Uncut” (1999) as the character Dr Vosknocker !

Also anon I get where you’re coming from on the thing of not there being any Monty Python parodies as they would probably not be that funny and also kinda shitty. Yeah ig that’s kinda true. However, I’d personally still be interested in seeing an actual parody of Monty Python tbh, but again that’s just me personally lol.

Again thank you dearest anon for this lovely ask!! I deffo love & appreciate it frfr 🙏❤️

[thinkbolt]

The Rutles "Cheese and Onions" (1978) - song by Neil Innes

[empresa-oscura]

Tarjeta... 10/04/23

Un chiste corto.

[friendlycursedspaceotter]

Strange interns hiding in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government! Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not some farcical research study with ambiguous objectives!

Unpaid interns lurking in ponds handing out placebo swords as part of a double blind study – a study on what, precisely, the attached experimental consent form isn't 100% clear.