“All right. You’re a cab.”
‘After I kill you, this place will be as clean as clean can be.’
The crude landmark reads: I HEREBY CLAIM THIS TERRITORY AND ALL IT IMPLIES IN THE NAME OF SOME SCROFULOUS INBRED NITWIT
“No, rogue elephant mail inspector! It’s not what it looks like. I’m not the thief, I tell you!”
‘Surprise! Now you know why the rear-facing seats are such a bargain.’
‘That’s VLorT, exchange angel from our sister galaxy’s heaven.’
‘Shake it off, kid. You can’t expect deodorant commercials to just fall in your lap.’
Percentage varies according to the level of wisher’s gullibility.