Boofhead

'And he looks fit. Strong. I worry about you here alone. There are some real boofheads in this building.' 'Harmless boofheads. Anyway, I'm safer with boofheads down the hall than some religious nut-job muscle man in the flat with me.'

"Stop it, you daft thing." He draws me into a warm hug. "I might be a bit of a boofhead but I do understand." My arms wrap tightly around him. "You′re not a boofhead. You′re a very nice man and I′m glad you′re my friend."

I'd recognise that dark crew cut on his big boofhead disappearing up under his black hunting cap anywhere.

'Ah, if it isn′t the grunter and his boofhead mate, Biff,' said Matt, standing between Specky and the two Sovereign Grove thugs.