Yer a good lad, Atticus, mowin’ me lawn and killin’ what Brits come around.
announce [our] presence with authority.
Off y’go, then. Kill every last one o’ the bastards and call me in the mornin’.
It’s not polite to ask if a man has a big salami in his pants, okay?
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