“Go to bed, and don't bother your addle pate about your neighbours. Can't a man cut up a few sticks without your coming to investigate?”

And backward and forward he swish'd his long tail / As a gentleman swishes his cane.

As their rented van chunders along the highway, John′s voiceover is heard, contemplating the compulsion that drives men to continue using juvenile punk monikers into their mid-thirties.

The latter group included many southeastern Brazilian bryconins.