"Tell you what, Fred," I answered. "Why don’t you bend way over, stick your head up your own butthole, and keep pushing until you disappear completely." I smiled at him as innocently as I could. Snickers and guffaws from our group—and a few from the other group—showed that I’d scored. Of course, I had gigabytes of Earth literature and movies to pull my insults from. In a war of words, the Deltans would be virtually unarmed.