We could also talk about something more realistic, like flying pigs.

Flying pigs...  Okay I'll bite.  I once had one.  I groomed him to help me but none of his tax ideas fly, unlike him himself.  After I fired him, he took a part-time job for cupid (job requirement: must have cute pink cheeks), as the little guy is obviously getting lazy.  I mean, none of my nephews or nieces are married.