You may call me *Mister* Tough Guy, if Yes, Sir! isn’t satisfactory.

So you’re a big shot, eh! Not everyone is as impressed with your highfalutin pedigree and your cosmopolitan veneer as you might hope.

Small Pond, Small Fry

Some clown came to town from the city

But he didn’t know everything, did he?

The result was so bad

That, alas, the poor lad

Was the first course we had, out of pity.

Suddenly I sense there’s another school of thought…