Yuppie type fellow" !
Many years ago, when my wife and I were dating, or had just got married, a nice young lady called on Christmas eve and asked if I could bring her a cord of "good" firewood. I wasn't happy, but said yes, if I could just back up and dump it. She said no problem. I had a Ford F600 with a 12' bed and 6' sides. I get there and she says just dump it in the garage, my sides were at least 4' higher than her doors, so I get as close as I can and start throwing wood in. Then she comes out and says I brought too much wood, she wouldn't be able to get her car in the garage. I told her I was only about half way. Turned out the guy she had been getting wood from was selling her a face cord for the price of a full cord. So, I finally get all the wood thrown into the garage and she's about to hand me a wad of cash, and her "yuppie type fellow" neighbor comes over and tells her to send the wood back! He had just read in the Washington Post that seasoned firewood should be gray. Well, the pile of wood I took her load from was my Dad's personal stash. It had been stacked inside of our barn for two years and was dry as a bone. But, because it had never been in sunlight, had never grayed out. I grabbed up a hand full and went in to show her how I started a fire. I put the wood on the grates and tore one section of the Washington Post into long strips. I told her that the long strips get more air in them and burn faster and hotter than wadded up balls of paper. One section of the WP and she had a blazing fire. I walked out to leave with my wad of cash, and the "yuppie" neighbor is still flapping his trap at my wife. I stepped between them and told him to get his "F$$$king Whistle Dix Azz" back where he came from. My wife had never seen me get mad, or heard me cuss before, so she ran and jumped in the truck. As we were leaving she whispered, half scared to death, what's a "Whistle Dix"? I said "that's someone, when I hit them in the mouth, it's gonna force so much hot air down their throat, that it comes out the little hole in their dix and makes a whistling noise! She still tells the "Whistle Dix" story, 30 plus years later, Joe.