Scotland. I can't help but think of the Scot who crossed a road with me each time I'm reminded of Scotland. I was looking for the bus time on my phone when I crossed the street, he was coming at me. We're in England, if you could imagine my American accent..
(pretend you can hear his Scottish accent) Dude said "wh'doncha watch where'da fuck'yer goin!!"
Well, you see, I pray daily God keeps my mind sharp and mouth quick cuz I've yet to be bested when it comes to a battle of words. So my reactionary response went like this...
'Looks like you're doin a good enough job for both of us.'
Him: "th'fuck you say'ta me?!"
'Oh now you don't know fuckin English?!'
He stopped... stared... speechless... he turned away and continued his life so I could continue repeating this story.
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Hahaha completely baffled!
Oh gosh, I wish I was quick with a comeback like that. Mine would come to me later in the day, when there's no use for it anymore :D
I enjoy that memory, it's a good one. Glad you agree.
Can't wait til you guys ease up over there, until UK reopens we're stuck!