[H]e was sometimes seen disputing with the cobbler, his opposite neighbour, about the charge of two-pence; and refusing to pay Crispin's demand, unless he put three or four more sparables in the heels of the shoes which he had mended twice before!

Just remember to keep the mixture thick; it should coat the dunkable items heavily.

[…] in a world of mandatory diminutives, a corporation of jolly Bills and Jacks and Herbs and Teds in which an unabbreviable given name like Earl must have been a minor handicap, Oat was the best that could be done for a man with the given name of Otis.

But with his native wit and musical intelligence, Pavarotti cannot act dumb.