The attack of the killer cookie of DOOM!
I had another brief encounter with a couple more ned-like cretins yesterday. The first, Ned #1, was carrying a small (ned?) baby in one of those cheap papoose-style carriers, the other, Ned #2 was pushing biscuits into it’s yap cavity.
Ned #1: Hey, gadgie[1][2], what’s with the blue hair?
Me: Erm… (confused) it’s just blue…
N#1: That’s pure (something indecipherable)[3].
N#2: (throws a tiny amount of biscuit, which hits my arm and bounces harmlessly to the ground)
Me: …?
I mean, c’mon, what the hell?
[1] I’m not a ned, so I’m not sure how to spell this.
[2] Then again, I doubt they could either, so I’m not going to feel bad about it.
[3] This may have been an insult. It may also have been a come-on. Who can tell with these imbeciles?