Always look on the bright side of life.

[Nikki Stone1]

Bright Side of Life

Always look on the bright side of life.

Always look on the light side of life.


If life seems jolly rotten,
There's something you've forgotten,
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you're feeling in the dumps,
Don't be silly chumps.
Just purse your lips and whistle. That's the thing.

And...
Always look on the bright side of life.

Always look on the right side of life,


For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word.
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin.
Give the audience a grin.
Enjoy it. It's your last chance, anyhow.
So,...

Always look on the bright side of death,

Just before you draw your terminal breath.


Life's a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
Life's a laugh and death's a joke. It's true.
You'll see it's all a show.
Keep 'em laughing as you go.
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.

And...
Always look on the bright side of life.

Always look on the right side of life.



http://www.mwscomp.com/movies/brian/b-lyrics.htm

[pocoloco]

1. LOL...

...and don't volunteer to carry anyone else's cross!!

[Nikki Stone1]

2. LOL!!!!

http://www.mwscomp.com/movies/brian/brian-26.htm

PARVUS:
Crucifixion party! Wait for it.
ALFONSO:
Ooh.
PARVUS:
Crucifixion party, by the left! Forward!
BEN:
You lucky bastards!

You lucky, jammy bastards!
ALFONSO:
Ohh. Ohh. Ohh. Oh. Oh.
SAINTLY PASSER-BY:
Let me shoulder your burden, brother. Uh.
ALFONSO:
Oh, thank you.
SAINTLY PASSER-BY:
Uh. H-- hey!
PARVUS:
Oh, hey! What d'you think you're doing?
SAINTLY PASSER-BY:
Ah, i-- it's not my cross.

PARVUS:
Shut up and get on with it!
MR. CHEEKY:
Ah, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. He had you there, mate. Didn't he? That'll teach you a lesson. Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

[Balderdash]

3. I think I'll go for a walk... nt

[Nikki Stone1]

5. Heh heh heh

http://www.mwscomp.com/movies/brian/brian-20.htm

BRIAN:
Aah.
PILATE:
Well, Bwian, you've given us a good wun for our money.
BRIAN:
A what?

Aaagh.
PILATE:
This time, I guawantee you will not escape. Guard, do we have any cwucifixions today?

GUARD #1:
A hundred and thirty-nine, sir. Special celebration. Passover, sir.
PILATE:
Wight. Now we have a hundwed and forty. Nice wound number, eh, Biggus?

BIGGUS DICKUS:
Hm hm hm hm hm.
CENTURION:
Hail Caesar!
PILATE:
Hail.
CENTURION:
The crowd outside is getting a bit restless, sir. Permission to disperse them, please.
PILATE:
Disperse them? But I haven't addwessed them yet.
CENTURION:
Ah, no. I know sir, but--
PILATE:
My addwess is one of the high points of the Passover. My fwiend, Biggus Dickus, has come all the way fwom Wome just to hear it.
CENTURION:
Hail Caesar.
BIGGUS:
Hail Thaethar!
CENTURION:
You're not-- ah, you're not, uh, thinking o-- of giving it a miss this year, then, sir?
PILATE:
Give it a miss?
CENTURION:
Well, it's just that they're in a rather funny mood today, sir.
PILATE:
Weally, Centuwion? I'm surpwised to hear a man like you wattled by a wabble of wowdy webels.
CENTURION:
A... bit thundery, sir.
PILATE:
Take him away.
BRIAN:
I'm a Roman! I-- I can prove it, honestly!
PILATE:
And cwucify him well! Biggus.

CENTURION:
Ah, I-- I really wouldn't, sir.
PILATE:
Out of the way, Centuwion.
BIGGUS:
Let me come with you, Pontiuth. I may be of thome athithtanth if there ith a thudden crithith.

[Nikki Stone1]

6. :) :)

Pilate's addwess


CROWD:
cheering
PILATE:
People of Jewusalem!
CROWD:
chuckling
PILATE:
Wome is your fwiend.
CROWD:
laughing
PILATE:
To pwove our fwiendship, it is customawy at this time to welease a wongdoer fwom our pwisons.
CROWD:
laughing
GUARD #3:
chuckling
PILATE:
Whom would you have me welease?
BOB HOSKINS:
Welease Woger!

CROWD:
Yes! Welease Woger! Welease Woger!
laughing
PILATE:
Vewy well. I shall welease Woger!
CROWD:
cheering]
CENTURION:
Sir, uh, we don't have a 'Woger', sir.
PILATE:
What?
CENTURION:
Uh, we don't have anyone of that name, sir.
PILATE:
Ah. We have no 'Woger'!
CROWD:
Ohhhhh!
BOB:
Well, what about Wodewick, then?
CROWD:
Yes! Welease Wodewick! Welease Wodewick!
PILATE:
Centuwion, why do they titter so?
CENTURION:
Just some, uh, Jewish joke, sir.
PILATE:
Are they... wagging me?
CENTURION:
Oh, no, sir!
GUARD #3:
chuckling]
PILATE:
Vewy well. I shall welease... Wodewick!
CROWD:
laughing]
CENTURION:
Sir, we don't have a 'Roderick' either.
PILATE:
No 'Woger'? No 'Wodewick'?
CENTURION:
Sorry, sir.
PILATE:
Who is this 'Wod'--
GUARD #1:
chuckle]
PILATE:
Who is the 'Wodewick' to whom you wefer?
BOB:
He's a wobber!
CROWD:
laughing]
MAN:
And a wapist!
CROWD:
laughing]
WOMAN:
And a pickpocket!
CROWD:
Yeah! Ahh, no! No! Shh! Shh!...
PILATE:
He sounds a notowious cwiminal.
CENTURION:
We haven't got him, sir. Mm hm.
PILATE:
Do we have anyone in our pwisons at all?
CENTURION:
Oh, yes, sir. We've got, uh, 'Samson', sir.
PILATE:
Samson?
CENTURION:
Samson the Sadducee Strangler, sir. Uh, Silus the Syrian Assassin. Uh, several seditious scribes from Caesarea. Uhhh, sixty-seven seers from--
BIGGUS:
Let me thpeak to them, Pontiuth!
CENTURION:
Oh, no. Oh.
PILATE:
Ah. Good idea, Biggus.
BIGGUS:
Thitizens! We have Thamthon the Thadduthee Thtrangler, Thilus...

CROWD:
laughing]
BIGGUS:
...the Athyrian Athathin, theveral theditiouth thcribth from Thaetharea, and...

[faithfulcitizen]

4. lol. My BP is up after seeing the view. I should walk too.