Eric (Discworld, #9; Rincewind, #4)

by Terry Pratchett

A skeleton hung from a hook in a relaxed fashion.

“You should see what they’re doing to you on the next block,” said the parrot smugly. “It’ll turn your wossname.” Rincewind looked at the block. His wossname revolved.

Possibly this made it angrier, although with the Luggage there wasn’t any reliable way of telling because it spent all its time beyond, in a manner of speaking, the hostility event horizon.