And yes, I am aware that these lightbulb jokes are nearly four centuries premature... Just play along, eh?


 

          Claude Frollo:

       "If we bury the lightbulb for eight thousand years, it will change on its own... into gold."

       "The lightbulb is inescapable; I turn away, but the whole room is lighted with it; I cover my eyes, but the figure of the bulb is burned like the tongue of a devil into my mind; I see it still. Oh, witchcraft! sorcery! The lightbulb is come for my perdition!"

       "Alas! This moth turning errant circles about the lightbulb, does it know its fate? Can we flitting insects conceive that what appears the incandescence of truth is in fact the incandescence of hell? Why speed we with our airy wings to be scorched against that searing glass? 'Tis the Fiend who bids us turn these bulbs in their infernal sockets! Heed him not!"

       "Mephistopholes, change the lightbulb."

 

          Pierre Gringoire:

       "I've just been inspired to compose the most profoundly allegorical mystery -- my best work yet, I daresay. You see, first, the Lightbulb, wearing of course a parti-colored robe and a pasteboard sign that reads, 'I am Truth,' will be borne by Athena to the hand of Socrates, through many harsh trials. And then the choir will begin, and the seven Expired Batteries of Adversity will enter from the left... Aren't you paying attention?"

 

          Master Jacques Charmolue:

       "The rogue is hiding the secret of his illumination, but fear not; we shall have it out of him. As Servius says, you know, Nullus enim locus sine lightbulb est -- there is no place without its lightbulb."

 

          Jehan Frollo:

       "Fie on your lightbulbs; if I wanted illumination, I'd talk to my brother."

 

          Phoebus de Chateaupers:

       "The devil take me if I comprehend a word of this damn-fool science of yours. I tell you this lightbulb is broken, or else I am holding the wrong end. Have I got it upside down?"

       "If it's all the same to you, 'Smiralda, I'd prefer to keep this in the dark..."

 

          Clopin Troullefou:

       "Now listen, poet: this is your test. You must balance yourself upon the two-legged stool, cross your right leg over your left, rise to tiptoe, and change the lightbulb with your teeth. If you burn your lips, you'll be hanged."

       Question: How many of Clopin's Vagabond crew does it take to change a lightbulb?
       Answer: None, but you lose a lot of lightbulbs that way.

       In the Court of Miracles, they have a great talent for changing your lightbulb... to theirs.

 

          Djali:

       When Djali performed her secret trick of changing a lightbulb, she unwittingly revealed the hidden truth: that Esmeralda was in love with him whose name means The Lightbulb of All Lightbulbs.

 


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