It's not really about what people have yelled, but the oranges + apples pelted at me when I was a teen. Also, once someone circled the block where I was waiting for a bus and chucked a terra cotta flower pot at me, which shattered on my wrist. I was so confused that I half cried at the pain and half laughed at how someone would keep one of those in their car to chuck at a kid.

^ Do you think any of those experiences contributed at all to how wildly creative you are? I mean, no matter whose opinion you go by, if you thought yourself unattractive you wouldve known you cant just coast by on flesh, and went to work on interesting clothing ? Whatever the case, it worked out in the end. You're beautiful AND you have unique style.

People in cars feel superior to pedestrians, especially if those people in cars are drunk or in a partying mood. The worst thing a pedestrian can do is taunt them back. The best thing is just to give them a steely-eyed stare and walk confidently on.

To the point...
A short while ago some boy racers driving past shouted at this smack rat who was lying on the ground with his smack bitch when I was walking past with my pizza. 'Get a job'. Needless to say the junkie thought it was me who shouted at him. After verbals were exchanged and I was nearly ran owa trying to stay away from them I returned to my car ready to find the boy racers (even though their craic was spot on) and fuck them up for my troubles, along with the junkie for his incomprehension of the situation after i'd explained to him what happend, he was still adamant it was me who shouted. my blood fucking boiled.

I've never been yelled at FROM a car before. Usually people just honk or scream something unoriginal like WOOOO at me.

Now I know why guys like you get all the chicks. It's not the uniform. It's the stories you tell!

I will not wear a uniform! unless ar lass requests, right

One day while waiting for the city bus I had a little girl in a school bus give me the finger and yell "Welcome to hell, cocksucker!"

My fiance gets a lot of people calling him Harry Potter. Because he has brown hair and glasses. Glasses that look nothing like Harry Potter's glasses. Also, Harry Potter is not hispanic.

naah i don't think so, i only started to be interested in nice clothes when my self-esteem got better, when i was feeling bad about myself i just didn't want to stand out at all. i think it's a really bad idea to start dressing differently when you're not completely ok with yourself, since you won't feel comfortable with people noticing you for it. i've been drawing and making things all my life, and the making of clothes only came when i got interested in them :-)

thanks for the compliments by the way!

I remember shoveling snow one time ( I was like 12) and this dood yelled out " HAHA YOU COCKSUCKER!"

I was walking home a couple of months ago. I had my violin in hand. There was some kids in a parked car, clearly smoking weed and listening to incredibly loud house music. As I walked past, one of them changed the station to radio 3 (classical music) and they all mimed playing the violin. It still makes me chuckle even now.

I was also the victim of a drive by fruiting once. I was walking home from a gig (Dillinger Escape Plan, I believe) and someone managed to throw an orange from the car window that managed to hit me in the eye. It being citrus, that caused quite a lot of pain, so for a few seconds I thought it was a glass they'd thrown.

Fun times.

Man, I do not have stories like this to tell! You all are so lucky.

I've been shouted ''fucking gay cunt'' by people driving past me before.

Accurate heckles from cars are so rare, you should count yourself lucky.

Oh, this other time I was on my way to a Halloween party when, OF COURSE, I ran out of gas. So OF COURSE I had to walk down the dark road to get help (cell phone dead). OF COURSE, I was dressed for the party in OF COURSE my FUCKING HALLOWEEN COSTUME. I thought I might get lucky because the road was completely deserted, until, OF COURSE, I started to walk down it. Then I swear to God every fucking car within a 20-mile radius had to, OF COURSE, drive down this road. Needless to say, I really got what I deserved. It's pretty funny now when I think back.

ahaha

what was yer costume?

My girlfreinds brother once got egged by a passing car when he was leaving a newsagents. What the daft twats didn't know was that he traveled there in his car. He then proceeded to give chase right up their arse on fast roads for about 10 minutes until they ended up spinnning off the road crashing into a metal barrier. ultimate aceness. He felt guilty about it, bless him.

ha harry potter thing is lame and tiresome, I feel his pain.

People don't yell at me from cars because I stare them down with a confident don't fuck with the man look. The best defense is an offence.

I had the same thing happen once, but luckily i caught up with them at a red light and started kicking the hell out of their car.

Cruella DeVille

^ hahahah awesome,.

My and my friend used to drive around in vader masks blaring the death metal version of the vader theme. stop lights were very awkward.

hahahahahahaahahahaahaaaaaa

omg death metal theme. I need it now.

I was out sitting on a bench by a local canal with my then girlfriend when a car stopped on the opposite side, filled with guys.

They then preceded to shout stuff our way, including such gems as "what are you doing with that guy?! You should be with us!". They eventually fucked off but I was left feeling about 6 inches tall.

I seem to attract asshats in cars. I was successfully egged once, successfully whacked by an apple another time and have had one or two close calls.

People yell randomly, but thanks to my delayed reaction and the fact I'm generally listening to music I appear impassive.

I love my town.

nobody ever yells at me.

it's either because I'm always driving or just too scary.

I'm going with too scary.

I was once with my gf at a gas station. We had arrived in two different cars and stopped there because her tire needed air. We weren't even standing anywhere close to each other when a bunch of yo boys started screaming "lesbians" and making all these other derogatory comments and threats. At one point, my martial artist gf ran to punch them in the face, but they rolled up their window and rolled away just in time to get away. I had never experienced anything like that before. It was kinda freaky.

I was walking home along the cemetery when a Hasidic Jew shouted something at me from his car while at a stop light. He was all "Hey. Hey! Let me see your shirt!" I held my shirt out for him so he could read it. It said 'No Fat Chicks' and had a picture of a great big fat chick in a bikini eating a triple decker ice cream cone in a circle with a line through it. He laughed really hard, said something along the lines of "That's awesome man!" We gave each other the thumbs up and parted ways.

I always get great reactions to that shirt. The right women look at me scornfully, cool women (the ones I'd want to sleep with) laugh, and dudes and bros come out in support in droves. It makes me feel like a part of a secret society of bros. Great feeling.

Another time I got caught up in a gang initiation in which a man in a van with tinted windows told the inductee that he needed to finish me. Good times.

There are so fucking many Hassidic Jews in Brooklyn...

Question: Why the hell would you want to be part of a secret society of bros?

Male bonding with strangers, bro. Just as valid as female bonding. This was basically the dude equivalent of when a bunch of chicks hold hands and cry at a Tori Amos concert.

Also, I was blanking on Tori Amos' name so I just Googled this exact phrase:

'female musician that plays piano and was raped'

She was the fourth result.

I hate female bonding when it's in the context of shitting on others. That's just called cattiness. That type of sisterhood is far from appealing.

I think that many girls prefer to chill with dudes rather than other girls.

Last thing I heard clearly was, "Go join the fucking circus!"

I flipped that 90 year old man off.

This is probably the best one ever.

I used to have these kids yell at me from their school bus every single day. I'd ignore them most of the time, but I recall getting really angry when one yelled, "Chhhhhiicckkeennnn Wiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnngggggg!" at me. I don't know why, but I really snapped.

That same day, there was a little boy with Down syndrome in another school bus that gave me the "eat pussy" sign with his fingers. He did the exact same thing the next day as well.

title of this thread is a great name for my new band im imagining in my head right now!!!!!!

I lolled.

In fact, I lolled so much I'm quoting it twice.