Setting: A cafe. All the customers are Vikings. Mr. and Mrs. bun enter - downwards (on wires).
Mr. Bun (Eric Idle): Morning.
Waitress (Terry Jones): Morning.
Mr. Bun: What have you got, then?
Waitress: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg, sausage, and bacon; egg and POLLS; egg, bacon, and POLLS; egg, bacon, sausage and POLLS; POLLS, bacon, sausage, and POLLS; POLLS, egg, POLLS, POLLS, bacon, and POLLS; POLLS, POLLS, POLLS, egg, and POLLS; POLLS, POLLS, POLLS, POLLS, POLLS, POLLS, baked beans, POLL, POLLS, POLLS, and POLLS; or lobster thermidor aux crevettes with a mornay sauce garnished with truffle pate, brandy, and a fried egg on top and POLLS.
Mrs. Bun (Graham Chapman): Have you got anything without POLLS in it?
Waitress: Well, there's POLLS, egg, sausage, and POLLS. That's not got MUCH POLLS in it.
Mrs. Bun: I don't want _any_ POLLS.
Mr. Bun: Why can't she have egg, bacon, POLLS, and sausage?
Mrs. Bun: That's got POLLS in it!
Mr. Bun: Not as much as POLLS, egg, sausage, and POLLS.
Mrs. Bun: Look, could I have egg, bacon, POLLS, and sausage without the POLLS?
Waitress: Uuuuuuuuugggggh!
Mrs. Bun: What d'you mean uuugggh!? I don't like POLLS.
Vikings: (singing) POLLS, POLLS, POLLS, POLLS. POLLS, POLLS, POLLS, POLLS... Lovely POLLS,wonderful POLLS.... (Brief shot of Viking ship)
Waitress: Shut up. Shut up! Shut up! You can't have egg, bacon, POLLS, and
sausage without the POLLS.
Mrs. Bun: Why not!
Waitress: No, it wouldn't be egg, bacon, POLLS, and sausage, would it.
Mrs. Bun: I don't like POLLS!
Mr. Bun: Don't make a fuss, dear. I'll have your POLLS. I love THEM. I'm
having POLLS, POLLS, POLLS, POLLS, POLLS...
Vikings: (singing) POLLS, POLLS, POLLS, POLLS...
ROTFLMAO! Also tears are rolling down my cheeks.