Minstrel: [singing] Bravely bold Sir Robin, brough forth from Camelot. He
was not afraid to die, oh brave Sir Robin. He was not at all afraid to be
killed in nasty ways, brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin. He was not in
the least bit scared to being mashed into a pulp, or to have his eyes
carved out, and his elbows broken. To have his knee cut split, and his
body burned away, and his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin.
His head smashed in and heart cut out, and his liver removed, and his
bowels unplugged, and his nostrils ripped and his bottom burned off and
his penis...
Sir Robin: THAT'S, that's quite enough, Minstrel.
Monty Python and the Holy Grail