It's the 17th century in Belgium, and the king of Belgium is in a snit because he had sent five envoys to the Vatican, only to have them killed in a religious controversy. So the king turns to his Minister of State, Harry, and he says to Harry, "Harry, there must be some way to get retaliation on these dastardly Catholics! I can't suffer them in my kingdom any longer." And Harry says, "Don't worry, Mr. King, I'll talk to the clergy, and we'll take care of it."
A few months later, a mysterious illness sweeps across the nation. All of the Catholics in Belgium catch a cold and die. The king is jubilant, and he goes back to Harry, and he says, "Harry, how did you do it? How did you manage to make this attack even more successful than what Rome could ever do?" So Harry turns to the king, and says, "Well, Mr. King, nobody expectorates the Flemish Inquisition."
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