Last week I enterd what we call here as year 11, im not sure which grade that is buts its the year when you turn 16. Anyway today on the bus going home me and my mate where sitting around, the bus was almost empty apart from some year eight's. My mate was sitting on the side of the seat so his legs where sticking out a little. Anyway some year eight guy who though he was 'aard deribtley walked into his legs. He's a wanna be Townie (redneck perhaps? somebody who talks all in slang and carries round knives), even though he goes to a really posh school.
He comes out with "Why dont you move your f*ck*ng legs"
Little son of a! He's eleven years old!
My mate "Why dont you walk the f*ck around" Imitating his Townie talk.
He was lucky, my friend is reasnoably placcid and he could have had it beaten out of him.
My mate stands up, half picks him up and throws him half the way down the bus. It was hillarious, the little guy was alright though.
What do these people expect, good god there anoying.
He comes out with "Why dont you move your f*ck*ng legs"
Little son of a! He's eleven years old!
My mate "Why dont you walk the f*ck around" Imitating his Townie talk.
He was lucky, my friend is reasnoably placcid and he could have had it beaten out of him.
My mate stands up, half picks him up and throws him half the way down the bus. It was hillarious, the little guy was alright though.
What do these people expect, good god there anoying.