It strains its credibility with the claim that someone would turn down an offer of sex from Benjamin FUCKING Franklin.
I have a vision that one day the animatronic version of Franklin in Disney's EPCOT center will join forces with its Mark Twain counterpart and form an unstoppable President/Vice President duo running under the 'Fuck-Your-Shit' platform. They will attend all debates with electric guitars in hand (a pair of charming steam-powered instruments known as 'Death' and 'Taxation') and will respond to all questions and accusations from their competitors by rocking so hard that the speaker's head EXPLODES.