The Philosophers Drinking Song

Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable.
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table.
David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel,
And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.
There’s nothing Nietzche couldn’t teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist.
Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed.
John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.
Plato, they say, could stick it away–
Half a crate of whisky every day.
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle.
Hobbes was fond of his dram,
And René Descartes was a drunken fart.
‘I drink, therefore I am.’
Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed,
A lovely little thinker,
But a bugger when he’s pissed

Seriously, what would we do without Monty Python?

Oh Christ - It’s a bloody Monty Python epidemic.

The creations of Mr Python will surely outlive us all.


do you really eat people?

if so…what do they taste like? and when are you having your next barbecue?
(ive seriously always wondered…)

Human flesh, like any other kind of flash, taste like blood. It depends on what sauce you use (salt, tomato, curry…) and the way you cook it (frying, boiling, microwaving…).

Tell us all about it Pheadrus.

I would so love to put a post up here about Monty Python
[looks around suspiciously]

However, the masked avenger gave a right bump on the noggin the last time…

[rubs his bump]
[Spots Tabula round the bend]
[cowers in a corner] :stuck_out_tongue:

Precisely. My good friend Jeff turned it into jerky, & Al made soup out of faces. Unfortunately I can’t enjoy their company anymore. :confused:

Hey, at least I’m not prancing around banging two empty halves of coconuts together…I only do that on Saturdays.