Boys on the Bus

On the bus, two boys are contending:

"Ye'd huv tae get past me. And that's a hard hing tae dae."

"Pit it this wey: I could batter anybody fae here or Ballingry. The only person i'm no sure aboot is Davey Gow. That's one hard cunt.

The last time i was up in Ballingry i goat jumped. Ah ken who it was eh, it was Davey Gow. We were walkin up the road and they started followin us. Ran after us.

He was pure screamin and greetin. They goat him on the groond and started kickin him in the heed."

"Fuck sake."

(later) "I've got a wee razor in my pocket".

Now talkin about someone else: "He's a fanny anywey. Wee fag. He's a poof".

"We were in the adventure playground, ken by that big wooden hing, an he was bein cheeky eh, so i ran up an smacked him.

He fell on the groond, and he went: "Ye dinnae hiv to bang me, like!" (this in terrified, crying tones) So i smacked him again."

"What age was he then?"

"...primary five..."

(later) "He's quite hard actually. He gave me a brilliant fight the last time."

(The way they talk, their excitement, it's as though violence has taken the place of sex. They never indulge in sextalk with the same level of exhilaration.)