Something small and distant broke through the cloud layer, trailing shreds 
of vapour. In the stratospheric calm the sounds of bickering came sharp and 
clear. 
"You said you could fly one of these things!" 
"No I didn't; I just said *you* couldn't!" 
        -- Rincewind and Twoflower attempt broomstick flying 
           (Terry Pratchett, The Light Fantastic)