The Rum Creeters

 
‘Rum creeters is women,’ said the dirty-faced man, after a pause.
‘Ah! no mistake about that,’ said a very red-faced man, behind a cigar.
After this little bit of philosophy there was another pause.
‘There’s rummer things than women in this world, though, mind you,’ said the man with the black eye, slowly filling a large Dutch pipe, with a most capacious bowl.
The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club, Charles Dickens