I had a wee boy come up to me once and say "*awrite* missus, whits yer story?" Must have been about 8 or something, gallus as you like. I just stood there confused for a minute. No parents in sight, and he stood there licking his ice cream, not a care in the world. He shrugged after a minute and told me to "fuck aff 'en". Kids today are so very strange.