Goop

The grubby-looking man, who was covered, in grub, with a SMOKE-stained RING, yelled "HUNT!"

The innocents looked, aghast. That finger, encircled by a soot-covered piece of ornamental jewelry, pointed towards a wrinkly, withered, bitter old school-teacher, who was busy marking some papers. The man, who now pulled his finger back a little bit, began choking, on his own, greasy grub.

"At least Sally didn't beat yeh."