Hab ich gefunden: Nen Bericht über die "Erfindung von Spam":
spiegel.de/netzwelt/netzkultur/0,1518,225328,00.html
... tatsächlich Monthy Python und Dosendfleisch die "Wortfinder
Und hier der Legendäre Monty-Python-Sketch: "I don't like Spam!"
Mann (Eric Idle): You sit here, dear.
Frau (Graham Chapman in Frauenkleidern): All right.
Mann (zur Kellnerin): Morning!
Kellnerin (Terry Jones in Frauenkleidern): Morning!
Mann: Well, what've you got?
Kellnerin: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam...
Wikinger (beginnen zu singen): Spam spam spam spam...
Kellnerin: ...spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam...
Wikinger (singen lauter): Spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!
Kellnerin:...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.
Frau: Have you got anything without spam?
Kellnerin: Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.
Frau: I don't want ANY spam!
Mann: Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?
Frau: THAT'S got spam in it!
Mann: Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?
Wikinger: Spam spam spam spam (singen, steigern die Stimmlage und Lautstärke)
Frau: Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?
Kellnerin: Urgghh!
Frau: What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!
Kellnerin: Shut up!
Wikinger: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Kellnerin: Shut up! (Wikinger verstummen abrupt) Bloody Vikings! You can't have egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam.
Frau (kreischt): I don't like spam!
Mann: Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss. I'll have your spam. I love it. I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam and spam!
Wikinger (heben wieder an zum Männerchor): Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Kellnerin: Shut up!! Baked beans are off.
Mann: Well could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?
Kellnerin: You mean spam spam spam spam spam spam... (...doch sie dringt nicht mehr durch: Jedes Wort geht unter im anschwellenden Chorgesang der Wikinger, die vielstimmig ihr Lobpreisungslied schmettern)
Wikinger: Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam! Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam. Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Spam spam spam spam!
spiegel.de/netzwelt/netzkultur/0,1518,225328,00.html
... tatsächlich Monthy Python und Dosendfleisch die "Wortfinder
Und hier der Legendäre Monty-Python-Sketch: "I don't like Spam!"
Mann (Eric Idle): You sit here, dear.
Frau (Graham Chapman in Frauenkleidern): All right.
Mann (zur Kellnerin): Morning!
Kellnerin (Terry Jones in Frauenkleidern): Morning!
Mann: Well, what've you got?
Kellnerin: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam...
Wikinger (beginnen zu singen): Spam spam spam spam...
Kellnerin: ...spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam...
Wikinger (singen lauter): Spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!
Kellnerin:...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.
Frau: Have you got anything without spam?
Kellnerin: Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.
Frau: I don't want ANY spam!
Mann: Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?
Frau: THAT'S got spam in it!
Mann: Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?
Wikinger: Spam spam spam spam (singen, steigern die Stimmlage und Lautstärke)
Frau: Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?
Kellnerin: Urgghh!
Frau: What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!
Kellnerin: Shut up!
Wikinger: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Kellnerin: Shut up! (Wikinger verstummen abrupt) Bloody Vikings! You can't have egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam.
Frau (kreischt): I don't like spam!
Mann: Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss. I'll have your spam. I love it. I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam and spam!
Wikinger (heben wieder an zum Männerchor): Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Kellnerin: Shut up!! Baked beans are off.
Mann: Well could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?
Kellnerin: You mean spam spam spam spam spam spam... (...doch sie dringt nicht mehr durch: Jedes Wort geht unter im anschwellenden Chorgesang der Wikinger, die vielstimmig ihr Lobpreisungslied schmettern)
Wikinger: Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam! Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam. Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Spam spam spam spam!
