How does he get that caveman shit to work for him? I would get my balls ripped off and stuffed in my mouth if I pulled what he does.

Now you bitches can stand here quaking in your boots about what your women might do to you. I’m going to get my woman.

Sometimes she couldn't tolerate a man's physical superiority. No wonder they were so damned macho.

Diesel better have a big dick, that's all she was saying.

It was like he was a caveman grunting, "You woman. Me man. Let’s make babies together.

We must stand together and resist all such incursion! We must come together in brotherhood and toss out those like you—women who take a man’s job, who rob a man of the ability to feed his family."
“Who is ‘we’?” Jessica peered at the empty green hedge behind him. “You appear to be alone.”

“I speak for all working men!