Psst!... Jack!...

Hey!... Jack!... Guns work better with bullets in them!

"You got a fag mate?"

Is that phrase ever anything ever anything other then some kind of retarded challenge to some kind of Mortal Kombat? I have to wonder as my honest response of "No, sorry. I don't smoke." seems to at the very least lead to somebody getting in my face and more usually, as in tonight, somebody taking a swing at me. Fucking purile wankers spoiling for a fight... no, scratch that. A fight would be a challenge; a risk. They want a punch bag such as myself to kick in. If I had a fag or, if I could magic a cigarette out of my anus, would it make a difference? Yeah I doubt it (unless I had encountered the worlds most militant pro-smoking lobbiests). Still I kept calm, didn't react to the first swing and a saviour appeared. Another group of children (At 30 I reserve the right to speak of people younger then myself as such) come out of the bushes by the road and step in.

One in particular steps forwards and intercedes. He seems to speak with great powers of eloquence and reason. He calms the situation effortlessly. This manchild is a leader, somebody to watch... Saying that though.... part of me can't help but notice that his left hand is pissing blood all over the shop. Still this is Corby. He's a man of the people.