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'And so you tell them things, do you?'
Ponder sighed. 'Yes, of course.'
'I don't think I approve of that,' said Ridcully. 'I'm all for the free sharing of information, provided it's them sharing their information with us.'
'Yes, sir, but I think we're rather hampered by the meaning of the word "sharing".'

'What did you say?'
'I luvim.'
'You can't!'
'He saved my life!'
'That's no basis for a relationship! A polite thank you would have sufficed!'

The University Council at the time took the very decent view that it might be the moment for a leader who was not stupid, mad or dead. Admittedly, most of these are not exactly qualifications in the normal sense, but I like to think that the skill of leadership, tactics and creative cheating that I learned on the [rowing team] also stood me in good stead.

"The singing of the National Anthem was always a ragged affair, the good people of Ankh-Morpork feeling that it was unpatriotic to sing songs about how patriotic you were, taking the view that someone singing a song about how patriotic they were was either up to something or a Head of State [I.e up to something]."

Something pertinent for potential Reform voters to remember.