i would like to punch you in the face

You know what happened to me today? Well you probably dont since you are neither God, Me nor a bystander... so i will tell you what happened.

I am walking along the street minding my own business, something made me look up and low and behold walking towards me is a big fat Bikie.

Now for non-Aussies a bikie looks a little something like this and can be verrrryyyyy fricken scary and gruff (we are talking about the toughest mother-fluffers you will ever see down under)... you may call some gang bangers.

Anyways this big angry looking bikie (do they ever look happy?) was walking towards me, staring at me... im start thinking "Ooohh Shiiiittttt... here we go..."

He gets up to about 1.5 metres from me and screams at me "Fucking Terrorist!!!" and trys to shoulder barge/run me down with his big large scary self.

Alhamdulilah he just missed me. Why? Because Subhanna'Allah something told me right from the start that this man means trouble and i dodged him by stepping to the left just as his "fucking terrorist" rugby tackle was in motion.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was the size of ten trucks I would've punched him in the face but instead I kept walking straight ahead (rather fast), while he stumbled around trying to regain his footing after a rather failed public assault, but due to the sheer drunkness that i smelt on his breath, he failed to catch up in time.

Was i scared on-sight of him? NO. Why? Because I have known a few bikies or two and most of them are everyday normal nice men who just happen to like riding bikes and wearing leather jackets in their boys club.

So I really wasn't scared, but you know what made me really angry? The crappy by-standers that just stood by. No words.. no actions.. no revolt.. nothing from them.

Sometimes i feel ashamed to be Aussie.