I live in Glasgow, it happens a lot.
My bff from work got a bit drunk last week, and a bit emotional.
As we walked to the next drinking establishment, some guy (who turned out to be quite a large lad as it happened) tried to get past on a bike and she gave him plenty of abuse, for no reason I could determine.

The guy threw his bike down, tore off his jacket and stormed towards me, saying all sorts of nasty and hurtful things.
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