Brian the Wise: LO! BEHOLD! The new motor of Brian the Wise!
Thee didst thusly inventeth of the motor car and so, lo, Thee willst thusly trek across all the lands spreading the knowledge of Brian the Wise and enrolething new pupils unto Thy School Of Knowledge!

Camel: And just what the f*** am I supposed to do now, you poodle-headed git?!?

Brian the Wise: Ah, faithful camel of the desert, thee canst thusly travel along behindeth Thee for Thee doeth not drive fast and breaketh of the speed limits!

Camel: What speed limits?

Brian the Wise: Why, the speed limits Thee hath just set!

Camel: Dickhead!

Brian the Wise: Hark! What doeth Thy brethen over yonder snicker at?

Gods: Ahahahahahahahahaha!

Brian the Wise: What art so-eth funny?

Gods: Nothing!

Brian the Wise: Thee knoweth not why Ye snicker so!
What hath Thou beenest up to?
And whyforeart Thou carrying paintbrushes?

Gods: What paintbrushes?

Brian the Wise: Those paintbrushes Ye art trying to hide behindeth Thou backs!

Gods: We art not hidething anything.

Brian the Wise: Ye art too! What hath Thou painted?

*gets out and looks at ute*

Brian the Wise: WHAT HATH THOU DONE-EST?
I'M TELLETHING MOTHER!