| Comment | Had a wee dude on a bike shooting fireworks from a far and as he got closer I said to him, you better not light one of those things when my backs turned? And he kinda gestured that he was aiming one at me with a Cheeky wee grin. The conversation continued along the lines of... I swear to fuck wee man you better not. Before he cycled off, now every time I see him he says hello.
Typical Ned; belter of a bike. 95’s, baseball cap, gilet, trackies.
I usually find myself talking to wee packs of guys in my area. Like if I’m walking the dog and they are all just lingering about I’ll be like “yous boys behaving ayeeee” or Whatever. sound af wee guys, always nice to my dog. not really phased by them.
Mind I was walking into my driveway and there was a wee bunch of dudes, probs waiting on drugs (notorious spot) and I was like, yous better not be jailbaiting my house. Very apologetic and polite. Waiting on “their pal” patter.
Used to be bad in my area, just a dying subculture now. |
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