Leofric looked sly. “ ’Bout to slap your own balls, I bet.” “No,” said Mordaunt. “ ’Bout to play with them, then. Let me tell you a thing about that.” Leofric pointed a finger in Mordaunt’s face, as though he were about to impart some profound advice. Then he said, “Don’t get your fingers caught in your pubes.” Mordaunt sounded offended. “How long do you think my pubes are?” “Dunno. Bet you plait them.”
