I overheard my apartment neighbor telling
his Mafia bosses about a guy he whacked.
I'm gonna ask him if he'd be willing to give
me $20,000 to keep my mouth shut about it.
I figure the worst he can do is say "No," right?

(Brad Hamer)

Don't bother trying to join the Bureau of
Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms. It turns
out they're apparently against all three.

(Wiley)