Written by Old Bluffer 20th Nov 2006
(Read Sir Robin's death before this one!)
This is an almost identical death to Sir Robin, with the key difference that it is sheer dopeyness that kills poor old Galahad.
The Bridgekeeper takes pity on him and doesn't ask a difficult final question, opting for the classic "What is your favourite colour?" line instead.
Galahad answers without thinking, "Blue" and then suddenly realises that isn't right, and tries to desperately change it "No, yellow!"
The Old Man doesn't allow such pithering though, and Galahad is duly sent the same way as Robin.
The wonderful expression of horror as Galahad realises he's about to die in a thoroughly embarrassing manner.
I can't feel too much sympathy for Galahad though. Anyone that refuses the advances of eight score young blondes and brunettes, all between sixteen and nineteen (including the delectable Zoot) deserves to be cast into the Gorge of Eternal Peril!
Read the next death in this scene!
You don't remember do you? When those chicks said "oral sex" Galahad then said "Well I guess I could stay for a little while." Then fag-ass Lancelot barges in and takes him out of there. Lancelot should've been cast into the gorge. p.s., Lancelot deserved that "I bet you're gay" insult from Galahad.