“I am Voldemort” triumphantly proclaimed the dark wizard to the assembled mages.
Ridcully scratched his nose. “Is that supposed to be impressive? I mean, your name is Klatchian for ‘death of voles’. Its hard to be scared of someone who calls himself ‘death of voles’”
Ponder interrupted; “actually sir I believe the correct translation would be ‘vole of death’”
Ignoring Ponder, Ridcully pressed on, “Regardless, its not something that scares the natives. I mean, if you want to see something scary, you should watch the Dean eat”