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{{title-text: The Bullshit Detector}}
Dr Quickly: Heyo, Rabid! Strut y'self over here an' glutton yer scopers on m'latest invention!
Rabid: Okay -- what is it?
Dr Quickly: Why, it is a bullshit detector!
Rabid: Extraordinary! Such a device could revolutionize any NUMBER of fields currently weighted down by falsehoodicatious mendicants!
Dr Quickly: Indeed!
Rabid: But -- does it work?
Dr Quickly: Of course!
<<BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP>>
{{title-text: Pressure}}
[[A commercial jetliner soars above the ground.]]
Mom: Honey, ask Nicky how his headache is now that we're in the air...
[[Blood pours out of my head]]
Papa: I think he's sleeping!