Walking to dd's nursery to pick her up and there's 2 neds walking in front of me. I have no idea how old they were, somewhere between 15 and 25.
There's a squirrel that lives in the tree's outside the nursery, me and dd call him Mr Nuts, he's pretty friendly.
Mr Nuts is sitting on a branch above the pavement. The neds stop and one of them tries to grab him, he easily hops to another branch. The neds start grabbing branches and Mr Nuts just hops away. They then start spitting into the branches. Just as I'm passing them (giving them plenty of space) one of them spits straight up and it comes back down and hits the other one in the face.
I couldn't help but laugh my head off all the way to the nursery door and all the way home and I'm still giggling as I type.
Sometimes there is justice.