The coach attributed their losses to poor team chemistry.

The patient complained of recurrent chest pain.

The idea of a merchant selling both totems of pure evil and frozen yogurt (he calls it frogurt!) is amusing in itself, as is the idea that frogurt could be cursed, but it’s really the Shopkeeper’s quicksilver shift from ominous doomsaying to chipper salesmanship that sells the sequence.

Now, of course, some would argue that even if someone were stuffing a large fraction of the money supply into a money bin sitting on a hill in Duckburg, Say’s Law could continue to hold.