During my first day in the woods, Raoul, the big alpha male of Rambo II, opened wide to show me his dagger-sharp canines, then sauntered by and swatted my calf with a stick—letting me know my place in the social order. (Low.)

He stooped to tie his shoe-laces.

Whispering words of wisdom, let it be.

That's as well, you low-arsed pair o' drabble-tails. I wants to see you behind a plough this afternoon. […]