…is another example of competely random violence. And interestingly enough it too involved Fuckwit A on one side of the road with Fuckwit B on the other.

It must be the Ned Attack Strategy of choice.

Although that night was a classic for P Moseley managed to stub his cigarette out on one of their faces. Good job.

The threat of random irrational violence is the most terrifying thing ever. I am unable to deal with it. I’m also convinced that should I become involved in violence, I’d end up pushing the attacker over and accidentally impale him on a spike/make him hit his head/push him in front of a car, then I’d go to jail for manslaughter and not be able to eat the horrible food that is not on separate plates, and I’d get boned like mad and eventually hang myself.

Hooray!