Why is that people feel compelled to stop in shop doorways to fondle their genitals, have an extended conversation with a passing mate or slap the kid in the pram? RIGHT IN the fucking doorway, mind.
And why the fuck do they get a hair up their arse when I shove past them? What the fuck do you want me to do, you cunt? If you want me to have some fucking manners, set a better example yourself.