[Glice]

I remember, a few years ago now, seeing Dillenger Escape Plan at the local sawdust-and-spit venue. The sort of place where they have an emergency supply of black, shoe-hugging goo and broken glass just in case it is discovered that there is a part of the floor without it.
Anyway, walking home with a friend, some guys shout 'Faggot' or something at me (I had pink hair and was most of the way to being a transvestite at the time). I replied in kind, "Fucking cunts" were my exact words methinks, and walked on. Five minutes later, coming from behind us again, the same car slows down and the next thing I know there was a searing pain in my eye. I thought they'd thrown some glass at me, and it hurt like all fuck. Panicked a bit, to be honest, thinking about my eyesight.

Turns out it was an orange and the pain was where it had split when it contacted my eye, leaking acidic citric juice into my eyeballs.

So I have been, officially, the victim of a drive-by fruiting.
True story.