How to (almost) get yourself squished..
Walking to the station from my workplace, I had the distinct displeasure to be following in the footsteps of what I can only describe as a 'group of oiks'. One of them discarded an item of packaging. The gentleman next to me felt civic-minded enough to actually yell at the oik to pick up the litter. Oik stopped and looked stunned. So me being me, I chipped in with "It's okay, he's just making sure he has a job when he leaves school".
One of these days I'm going to regret my big mouth. Luckily Oik's mates laughed at him, rather than beating me to a pulp.
One of these days I'm going to regret my big mouth. Luckily Oik's mates laughed at him, rather than beating me to a pulp.