"So what do you think, Paul?"
"I think these bastard helicopters are getting on my tits. They're not proper fishermen, flying in and out, all over the place, spooking our fish, jumping us, polluting the air, making noise and blowing smoke out their arses. I say, let's revolt and put an end to them once and for all!"
"No, I meant the Revolution against God"
"Oh that. Yeah I'm all for that too."
"Great; let's go find a church then..."