Um, I'm going to the post office.

Go to the post office.

I'll just go to the post office with you. Then it won't be a lie.

Gotta go to the post office with her.

The post office--

Excuse me. Is there a post office around here?

If you want to go to the post office, turn left at the next light.

Nishikino Haruo-san. You're a former postmaster.

When the village post office was nearly closed, time and again you'd protect it to the very end!

If it was a box of bananas I'd've used the post office. Get over it.

Postmaster said the same! Denied it all, swore on the balls of his gods! And the eejit I am, I believed the bugger!

Cept 'stead of suckin' air, she sucked off the postmaster! In my ploughin' bed! I cannae take it no more!

The second was the postmaster from Oxenfurt. Claimed to have a letter she'd penned. It was forged, of course. I had his fingers cut off - he’ll never write again. Oh, and I took his tongue - the spoken lie is just as reprehensible.