The Forty-Eight Percent Nation had better get its act together, or it'll only have itself to blame.

At this moment the King, who had been for some time busily writing in his note-book, cackled out 'Silence!' and read out from his book, 'Rule Forty-two. ALL PERSONS MORE THAN A MILE HIGH TO LEAVE THE COURT.'

Everybody looked at Alice.

'I'M not a mile high,' said Alice.

'You are,' said the King.

'Nearly two miles high,' added the Queen.

'Well, I shan't go, at any rate,' said Alice: 'besides, that's not a regular rule: you invented it just now.'

'It's the oldest rule in the book,' said the King.

Guy 1: "Forty-two Fifty."

Guy 2: "Eat a dick."

Yo this bitch ass nigga down the street got forty wacks with a with noodle. Word? Word.

Steve : Hot chick at 11 o'clock!
Mike : Where?
Steve : Across the room and coming past!
Mike : Uh...
Steve : Oh... !
Mike : Never mind, butter face.
Steve : Dog ears.
Together : Forty four change-up

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