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On a similar note, from Terry Pratchett's Discworld, on (an analog of) Pascal's Wager:

> Upon his death, the philosopher in question found himself surrounded by a group of angry gods with clubs. The last thing he heard was 'We're going to show you how we deal with Mister Clever Dick around here…'

(As mentioned elsewhere, while this particular example may not be great, this sort of thing is accepted practice.)