Lost Episode of Fawlty Towers: Difference between revisions

Do you remember the show 'Fawlty Towers'? Odds are you don't, unless you're British and shit yourself while waiting for your dole funds to direct deposit into your social security account. Or if you're Scottish. Though they just voted to stay a part of Britain. Fish and chips, bangers and mash. Finger fuckin' good, just like the colonel promised before he died of polio. Anyway, it starred John Cleese of Monty Python fame as a super aggressive hotel owner slash manager who hates his life, his wife, his foreign Spanish helper, and anyone and everyone else in sight. ''Sounds an awful lot like my dad.'' Mr. Basil Fawlty fucks up constantly, lies about fucking up, and when he gets caught, he blames his wife for all of his life's problems, no matter how big or small. ''Sounds an awful lot like my dad.''

"Give me that, you...!"... Basil gnashed, before saying the n-word. This wasn't the first time they said the n-word on that show, but I still felt horrified and offended. He ripped what appeared to be an envelope out of Manuel's hand. The camera briefly zoomed in on the envelope--it was really annoying because the picture only lasted for, like, half a second before it zoomed back out.

I guess that was supposed to be cryptic, but it was actually pretty annoying. When I rewound the tape and paused at the right moment, I noticed ancient Egyptian hieroglyphic letters on the envelope. ... Wellwell, alright then.

Basil laughed. It was a nervous laugh, and not at all unlike what one might expect from a madman. Basil always was a madman on the show, so in and of itself that wasn't too scary. ''Sounds an awful lot like my dad.''

Thinking on his feet, Fawlty broke a glass panel and removed a fire extinguisher! He was going to smash it against Manuel's disheveledly Spanish face! Manuel let out a shriek of horror as he ran upstairs. ... Whichwhich was a very stupid decision, given that that meant he no longer had a way out.

Cleverly, Manuel ran into the room Mr. Fawlty and his wife live in. Mrs. Fawlty was present, and given that she was generally more sympathetic to the Spanish servant man than to her autistic husband, this was a good omen for Manuel. As usual, she was smoking a fagcigarette. It means cigarette in Britain.

Mr. Fawlty never used such profane language on the show. Sybil just kinda shrugged like she was used to it, and took another puff on her faggotcigarette.

''Reminds me of my dad.''