mc5 - ... so help me God.

Last week I successfully patented the sky.

I have patented the lie. You lot owe me a hell of a lot of money. Then I'm off to Parliament...

Well I patented fiction, so you all owe me money

You can walk across quicksand as long as you show no fear. Quicksand can smell fear. Oh, and whistling won't help, it just annoys it.

I patented patenting. Cough up, lads.