[Scene: Percy Apjohn (killed in action) and Pen …? Pen something. Of course it’s years ago. Percy Apjohn and Pen Something recent graduates of metempsychosis, have taken a nice supper of human leavings and are now engaged in a little after meal frolic. Must be thrilling from the air.]
Pen Something: Who will we do it on? I pick the fellow in black.
Percy Apjohn: Hold on, I think I knew that one. What was his name? Hard to remember anything after metemwhatever.
Pen Something: Really have to squint to see him. Yeah. I think I knew his wife.
Percy Apjohn: Mack something. We called him Mackerel. Mmm, could go for one of those.
Pen Something: Well, ready for the attack. You?
Percy Apjohn: Here goes. Here’s good luck!