Tim: Well, I'm not superstitious either, but I know this guy that, in one day, got a black eye, flattened his finger, and dyed his hands an odd color.
Wilson: Green?
Tim: Yeah. It's me. I've been having this string of bad luck lately. I wonder if it's because I threw out this cheesy chain letter.
Wilson: Well, personally, Tim, I place no credence in chain letters. Of course, I did have a friend once who didn't return a chain letter, and he disappeared mysteriously. He was a naval officer in Borneo.
Tim: He was decapitated.
Wilson: No!
Tim: Oh, yeah... [grunts]
Wilson: Well, I'll have to send the family a card.