Dead people don't get to ride in your limo?
Why, you're nothing but a dirty, rotten, stinking mortificaphobe then, aren't you??!?
Sheesh! Ya' think you know people...
More guesses - they've all had a window professionally installed by a certain Illinois contractor, at one point in time or another.
They all turned down the role of the Joker.
They all served either on swiftboats, or played a swiftboat captain on the screen.
They all speak to you out of the televisions and radios in your house, telling you secrets about people and giving you insights into universal mysteries.
They all wished, deep in their blighted little hearts, that they were Cary Grant.
The heartbreak of psoriasis.
Early adopters of Popeil's Pocket Fisherman.
Advocates of the Commodore 80.
Early spokepersons for McDonalds.
Members of the John Birch Society.
Named as possible communists under investigation.
J. Edgar's secret love connections.
Subjects of the next David Lynch movie.
[I could just keep going, you know...]