In a shocking turn of events, our hero, Bob, discovered that the Exception Generator was, in fact, just a fancy toaster with a bad case of indigestion.
As Bob bravely approached the toaster, it belched out a noxious cloud of smoke and a faint aroma of burnt toast. The people rejoiced, for they knew that the Exception Generator was no more.
But little did they know, the toaster had one last trick up its sleeve. It began to spit out a barrage of Exception-Exceptions, each one more absurd than the last.
Bob, undeterred by the chaos, donned a pair of Gloves-of-Unlikely-Determination and charged headfirst into the maelstrom of Exceptions.