Conversations were in progress in the smoking room of the Drones with a view to maing up a party to go and see the Wrestling Championship at the Albert Hall, and a Bean suggested that Oofy Prosser be invited to join the expedition. Oofy, he put it to the meeting, had more pimples than the man of taste liked to be seen about with and was perhaps the nearest approach to a piece of cheese which the human race had so far produced, but he possessed one outstanding merit which went far to counter-balance these defects - viz., a stupendous bank acount, and it was quite conceivable that, if handled right, he might loosen up and stand supper after the performance.
(from "Oofy, Freddie and the Beef Trust," by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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