And so, they sailed off into the ledgers of history. One by one, the financial capitals of the world crumbling under the might of their business acumen. Or so it would have been, if certain modern theories concerning the shape of the world had not proved to be disastrously wrong.
Really, what can I say for Monty Python’s The Meaning of Life? It’s very much my thing, but an awful lot of people don’t like it. It all comes down to personal taste (as does everything, I suppose). It is very silly, and a little bit gross, but hilarious nonetheless.
(disclaimer, or whatever: Yeah I know this is technically part of the short film The Crimson Permanent Assurance, but it’s at the beginning of The Meaning of Life, and it’s the only part I have on my external, and also my favourite part)