For reasons only know to my obviously deranged enemies, one of their favourite weapons are men in shorts. I see them everywhere especially in supermarkets, not your normal outdoor shorts but you know polkadot type shorts as if the arsehole had got out of bed and forgotten to put his trousers on. They clearly hope I will get into a fracass with the idiot but in reality it’s difficult to keep a straight face.
Coming back from JC a guy stops his van in front of me and jumps out in his polkadots (late October in Scotland) I was just pissing myself laughing at him, because I know he can’t start a fight with me as I have the right to self defence, something I have become quite competent at over the years.