Sometimes actions speak louder than words.
Many years ago Pock Colts were playing Scabs Colts on top of Olivers Mount. Our scrum half was slight but chirpy, the Scabs' 9 was a bruiser. Half a dozen times in the opening minutes the Pock lad was boshed and grappled, on and off the ball, by his opposite number and Scabs had already gone a score up.
At the next scrum the Pock No9 turned round, pulled his shorts down, showed his a**e to the Scabs scrum half and said "You can f**k me as well if you want."
General laughter all round, except by the Scabs scrum half, who went bright red and got a good ribbing from his teammates for having gay tendancies.
Result - the Scabs 9 never laid a finger on the Pock lad for the rest of the game and Pock won comfortably.