Anyway, kid, listen up, an’ don’t ask too many questions. Good way t’ flag yerself ‘round tradesmen. Ever since Oi knew, we tradesmen ‘ave used the word ‘odger ter insult people ‘oo simply ain’t skilled. One day, some mooncalf fancies ‘isself a savvy ol’ jigger, and gets ‘isself called an ‘odger, ‘cept ‘e don’t savvy. Thinks we called ‘im a “otter”. Course, the proper-like way ter say the word is “hodger”, but we don’t talk like that. Good way t’ git’cherself mugged, y’ear? Anyway, the tradesman ‘oo started the ‘ole thing decides ‘e can take this mooncalf fer all ‘e’s worth, an’ then some. So, ‘e plays along, an’ calls the mooncalf “Otter Jack”. ‘Splains that “Jack”’s mostly used fer tradesmen, so the mooncalf thinks ‘e’s in. Course, the tradesman don’t give ‘im any more proper cant, only bander bait. Any proper canter kin tell a mile away that Otter Jack’s jes a mooncalf got ‘isself in o’er ‘is ‘ead. So, the tradesman brings Otter Jack along wid ‘im, but only when ‘e needs a dirty jack t’ get banded. ‘E also bilks Otter Jack out of everythin’ ‘e can – bread, meat, berries, even ‘is clean bought goods. To this day, when some mooncalf is that dense, ‘e gets called Otter Jack, and e’ry tradesman in town knows ‘e’s got a new dirty jack ter pick on. Them Otter Jacks are quite popular, y’know, everyone wants ter be ‘is mate. Bloke’s even got a song ‘bout ‘imself!