Guard 1: One of us speaks nothing but the truth!
Guard 2: One of us speaks only lies!
Wizard: Ok, I know this. We have to ask---
Barbarian: *takes axe and kills the first guard*
Wizard: WHAT THE HELL?!?
Barbarian: *to the remaining guard* Is he dead?
Barbarian: This one lies
DM: At the bar, you see a dark figure, a cloaked hunched over man. He is wearing a crown of bone and blade, surrounded by three sentient rings of fire, and he has a metal arm.
Players: Who else is in the tavern?
DM: Uh, there is a goblin named Sam Smorkle.
Party: I want to talk to Sam Smorkle.
Fundamentalist Fearmongering Video: This Dungeon "Master" is given complete control, and these "players" must do whatever dark things are demanded of them.
Real DM: Please, just cross the river. You have all tried to seduce the catfish, and it didn't work. I'm begging you.