The great composer Richard Wagner found himself under arrest for debt in London one day. His lawyer told him the city fathers claimed that every opera theme had been stolen from them. "Vhat!" cried Wagner. "Only Teutonic ideas are good for grand opera! I vill show you!"
Wagner entered the offices of the Mayor of London, went through security, where he and his party were ordered to declare any arias, operas, etc. Wagner sneeringly gave them a list. Immediately he was arrested and charged with grand theft. "This is an outrage! Vhat themes could I possibly have stolen from you?" demanded Wagner, and the English officer offered to give them a tour.
First, they came upon a vendor camped beneath a tree on the grounds of the Tower of London. His sign announced, "Root Bottom Stanley! Best deals in the Empire! Absolutely no one undersells me! Garfinkels, 2 pounds each." Nearby was a modest stand manned by a mole-like person. His sign said simply, "Garfinkels, 6 for a quid."
"Vhat does this have to do with me?" said Wagner. The Maestro replied, "Tree Stan Undersold."
Next, they moved on to a storage shed nearer the Thames filled with jars of fruits, preserves, and so on. A thin rubbery person of some far Eastern origin grasped the opening of one jar, crying out in a thin plaintive voice, "Please, can't I have some jam? Please, just a taste? Oh, how I long for it!"
"Doubtless," said the Maestro before anyone could speak, "This is the Nibble-Longing Lid."
Finally, the travelers were taken to a dock where a frog-like person sat trapping shellfish. His topknot glowed fitfully, barely visible in the evening twilight. Mournfully, he kept to his task.
Wagner flew into a rage. "Vhat rubbish! Vhat could this possibly have to do with me!"
"Dim Oyster Sinker," said the Maestro.