"What does that mean exactly, smukke?"

Billy delved his fingers under Rik's shirt and tickled him softly because it was too irresistible not to. He loved winding his Dane up even at the breakfast table it seemed. Gilly might be a tart but Billy didn't want to think he was as bitchy as his baby brother. The cocksucker comment got the guitarist laughing as he just saw the look the drummer offered the Dane. Priceless.

"Does this mean I get to stuff a huge sausage in my mouth?"

Trashmouth Billy? Yep, he certainly was a lot like Gilly.