I had an unexpected moment on Saturday night. I was walking down some stairs in a club on Darling Harbour. Some tosser is walking up the stairs, shooting his mouth off to his mate. The shorter one, the mouth, walks straight into me. Losing his drink over me, him and the floor. I mumble under my breath.

Spiros goes "Wot you say?" I just snapped.

I said, "You should watch where you're fucking going, dickhead." Well wasn't he up in my face then. And his mate. And then I looked at him, without bluff. It was "the fuck off look"TM. And they both left, without another word.

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It soured my mood though.