Ah, what a hilarious day it's been. On the train back from bowling, approached by a couple of hooded youths who asked if I had a phone. I replied "Why?"; they stared blankly at me for a while, blankly at each other for a while, flaunted a knuckle duster and said in their charming little pre-pubescent voices "Oi, we said, give us yer fown". Perhaps it was because I was just irritated from being shit at bowling earlier but I decided to draw things out a little (this is the way I get my giggles you see). So I reply "No, you asked if I had a phone earlier". They stare blankly. The shorter one goes "Oi you fink dat you is so smart, how smart does you fink you gonna be when we bashing yer head in". I smirk, the taller one tries to look menacing with his knuckle-duster. I then decided to notify them that I didn't have a phone, that I had less than five pounds on me and that a train stops at pre-determined "stations", all of which have at least one attendant, whose job it is to stop anything disorderly from happening, thus even if they did bother mugging me, they'd almost certainly get "arrested". The smaller one stares blankly. The taller one stares blankly. It's my stop. I walk past them, patting the short one on the shoulder "Better luck next time, eh?". The train pulls away. I wave. They stare blankly.