the weasel , his eyes rolling wildly , falls to his knees and pleads , `` oh , please , sirs , no ... '' i consider this , and look over the side of the ship and say , `` yes , both those suggestions would be most entertaining , and he certainly has it coming to him ... and i see we have some rather large sharks following in our wake ... that could be fun , watching those brutes tear him apart , limb by limb .