"Could you lend me a tenner, Oofy, old man?"
"No, I couldn't."
"It would save my life."
"There," said Oofy, "you have put your finger on the insuperable objection to the scheme. I see no percentage in your being alive. I wish you were a corpse, preferably a mangled one. I should like to dance on your remains."
Bingo was surprised. "Dance on my remains?"
"All over them."
Bingo drew himself up. He had his pride.
"Oh?" he said. "Well, in that case, tinkerty tonk."
(from Eggs Beans and Crumpets, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
