The following eulogy showed up on another list and sort of made me think of this thread.

Peter.

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You are a flaming heap of cow-dung and bloated excreta of scentless-urine-lapping dogs, and I propose to have your guts for garters, you pusillanimous, nauseous, cretinous fornicator with relations in the first degree, you poisonous toad, you mucoid adulator of the nether parts of your betters, you aficionado - by your own admission - of the pink oboe, you camp-follower, turncoat, you CAMPBELL-IN-SPIRIT!