If we were only cursed a bit!"
Sergt.-Instructor George Bellairs,
He stands and stares, and stares and stares;
Then (he who late so freely cursed)
Tried to express himself and—burst!
Sergeant. "PUT YOUR THUMBS DOWN BEHIND THE SEAMS OF YOUR TROUSERS, NUMBER SIX! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK THE SEAMS OF YOUR TROUSERS ARE PUT THERE FOR?"