A little boy is fascinated with watching the bricklayers who are building a new house down the street. The bricklayers take a liking to the boy, but they think it's too dangerous to allow him to hang around a construction site, so they send him home with a load of bricks so he can play with them in his backyard.

His mother is touched by the bricklayers' generosity, and proud of her son. She watches as he starts to build a wall in the yard. She asks, "Can I help?"

He says, "Yeah. Hold the other end of this string so I can line up my wall."

She does so, while he sights along the string. He says, "Move it over just a cunt-hair."

She is shocked. She says, "Is that the kind of language you pick up from those heathens? I will not allow this. I want you to take all these bricks back where you got them right now!"

He says, "Fuck you! That's a hod-carrier's job."