[troutman]

I loved Zell Miller challenging Conan to a duel:

http://www.disconnect.net/archives/2..._archives.html

http://boards.nbc.com/nbc/lofiversio...p/t116561.html

Zell: You have insulted me, and now I demand satisfaction!
Conan: What are you talking about?
Zell: I challenge you to meet me tomorrow on the field of Alldar we will each walk ten paces then I will turn and put my musket ball through your insolent brain!
Conan: Wait a minute I haven't, I'm not going to shoot guns with you.
Zell: Then swords it is! At dawn tomorry I shall skewer your spleen with my Confederate saber and feed your bowls to my ravenous blood hound Antietam.
Conan: Wait I'm sorry I am not having a sword fight with you.
Zell: Well then I will bash your head in with a trash can lid!
Conan: No, No, Sir I'm sorry but none of this is going to happen
Zell: Then you leave me no choice, but to fight you baboon style!
Conan: Baboon Style?
Zell: That's right sir, meet me in the Jungle Canopy, were we will both present our red and swollen posteriors, whose ever backside is most inflamed will get to plant his seed dominant seed in the simian womb of the female baboon! Eight A.M. tomorrow!
Conan: Sir, sir you're not a baboon
Zell: How dare you!