Anyway, Captain Literal had his latest adventure when Dr. Douche asked him about what the conditions would be in a parking garage. In Boston. On a Tuesday. At 1:30 PM. Their question was thus - "What are the odds of me getting a parking spot there this afternoon?" Pausing, Captain Literal weighs the options; should I pretend to understand and give the 'correct' answer, or just swing into action. Seventeen milliseconds later, Captain Literal replies, "The odds of you getting a space are 50-50."
Later that day, Dr. Douche reappeared, and said something to the effect that there were no parking spots anywhere. "Of course" Captain Literal replied " the odds of your getting a space were 50-50, the probability of your finding a space was less than 1 percent."