Dropping DS1 off at pre-school this morning, I got shouted at by some blokes who were working on a house nearby. It was "Ohh, look at the fucking tits on that" and comments of a similar ilk. Anyway, I told them to shut the fuck up because I had 17 month old DS2 with me (who was stumbling up other people's front paths at the time and shouting "mouth")
However, is it ever so slightly wrong that when I got in the car, I felt a teensy bit flattered, because the last time I got shouted at was by a bloke in a van who told me I was a fat ginger slag.