"When some wild eyed eight foot tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the bar room wall, and he looks ya crooked in the eye and he asks you if you've paid your dues...Well you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye and you remember what old Bull McCaffery always says at a time like that. Have you paid your dues, Bull? Yes, Sir, the check is in the mail."