On top of everything else going on in my life, I had a kidney stone this week. In honor of this, I declare that every glass shown on this page is full of water. You should probably drink more of it too if you don’t want one. And believe me when I say you don’t want one; the only safeword that pain respects is “morphine”.
(Book text excerpted from The Hitch-Hiker’s Guide To The Galaxy; I believe two pages of a novel constitutes fair use.)
I’d like to think that anybody who tried to sue you over two minuscule pages of H2G2 would incur the wrath of Douglas (PBUH) and be promptly struck on the head by a potted petunia.