Just before you did that I activated the improbability drive. Now the Volgans (who are like Vogons) are speaking pure gibberish, Marvin's POV gun works in reverse (making him as silly and optimistic as me), and your katana (of which the plural is katana and not katanas) are made out of foam rubber, so they fail to penetrate my neck. I take this opportunity to activate my Contingency spell, which takes only a mental command, blowing you, Marvin, the Vogons (and the Volgans, too) off the hill and 66,472,823 miles into space.
My hill.
I want my old avatar back...
I wonder if anyone will bother trying to read what this says.