slow clap
See, when I was a teen I never did bullshit like that. I could never understand why someone would be an asshole for no reason to people they don’t even know.
I only wish someone would beat their asses when they act like that.
But what if his wife is in a coma?
A payback anecdote: I was walking along with my wife in Frankfurt, Germany and spotted a couple of obviously American teenagers walking towards us. I changed direction slightly so as to miss running into them, and they adjusted their direction to again be on a collision course, keeping their heads down to make it look like they hadn’t seen us. I changed direction again, and they did likewise.
So I thought, “okay, assholes, if that’s how you want it.” At that time, I was still in the military and was about 210 pounds of fairly solid beef. I dropped my gaze to the pavement and as we came together also dropped my shoulder and knocked one of the little fuckers off his feet. They had the decency not to act indignant as we continued on our way.
There’s this little dirt road than separates my backyard from the neighbors’ backyards the next street down. Lots of teens & other people walk along it. One day some teens were walking along smacking the fences with a stick or something. When they got to my fence and smacked it, I said “knock it off!”
The immediate response was “sorry sir!”
Damn teenagers! I’m not a sir!
They were polite though. Most of the teenagers around my neighborhood are. I think most of them are military brats, which is somewhat of a misnomer, compared to spoiled civilian brats.
Damn teenagers and their stupid faces
“Damn the great executives, the men of measured merriment, damn the men with careful smiles, damn the men that run the shops, oh, damn their measured merriment.”
Sorry, I had to get that in or it’d be staying with me the rest of the day.
Sinclair Lewis. in Arrowsmith.
There’s a supermarket a few blocks down from my house. I was walking down there one night to pick up some milk or something. Small crowd of random asshole teenagers (and no, not all teenagers act like that!) and one of them started barking at me.
Now usually, I’m one of those folks who ignores that shit then thinks up the perfect comeback several hours later. This night, though, this night was golden, and the snappy comeback was just there for me.
I looked him right in the eye and said “How nice that you know a second language” and kept walking, treasuring the sound of his companions laughing hysterically at his expense. 
What happened to the days when you could grab a kid like that by the scruff of his neck and ask him where he lived?
Then you drag him back home, tell his mom and dad what he said and listen outside while he gets his ass beat?
Oh, I know. Those days don’t exist anymore which is why they make those smart ass comments.
Man, that’s cold.
I was on the bus one day when some little shitheads started harrassing my (female Asian) friends, trying to cop a feel, saying shit like “fucking Asians”. In Sydney. In Sydney. If you have a problem with those from the Near North, you might consider moving out of the city. We disembarked from the bus before I did anything which was illegal but really shouldn’t have been.
I’d take stupid nonsense like balding cream over that, any day.
To teenagers? Did they ever do that to kids at that age?
Oh HELL yeah! Nowadays, you’re likely to get your ass shot or sued if you touch somebody’s miscreant darling, but when I was a kid, you just didn’t speak disrespectfully to an adult unless you wanted to end up on the wrong end of a belt.
Past abuse from packs of teens is one of the primary reasons I carry when I go to the park and the walking trails, especially when almost all them are bigger, heavier, and more muscular than me.
This. 
I don’t understand this. What were they going to do?
The “collision course” part of the quote sounds like they were intentionally trying to bump into the OP&Frau, accidentally on purpose, or at least impede their progress.
You know, the real fun stuff.
“Why don’t you see if he has one that can make you smarter?”
Wierd. I am just so naive about human nature sometimes. I can hardly imagine kids touring a foreign country behaving like this to strangers.
-FrL-
We went to the elephant sanctuary Saturday. Max, who was a baby when we began going, is five now. There were only four of us there, so we were taken up to the barn to see Max. Separated from Mommy and not yet in the same pasture as the adult males, but able to have limited interaction with them, he is in that teen aged limbo where he is as asshole, a jerk and an idiot, liable to indulge in behavior that will result in his being injured at best.
There isn’t much difference in young creatures, however they make a living.
This is good. A “your mom” is definitely called for. At the spur of the moment, I probably would have just gone with “Oh yeah, well I fucked your mom!” Optional: “And she never paid me my fifty dollars!”