Being outside and in Australia is all that is needed to be yelled at by bogans and it's usually from a vehicle like a car or ute but I wouldn't put it past them to try it from a hot air balloon or out-rigger canoe.I got yelled at. I'm in my forties but it's a hard worn bald bearded and fat forties. So I cop a higher frequency of bogan drive-bys. Today was a dual-cab and the comment left in my visitor book was "flashie grandpa; fucking hell."I was riding my bike and the yell startled me. I cried from fright and shame.I was still crying when I got home twenty minutes later. I shouldn't let the opinions of strange cock-spanks snarking abuse from the seat of their tough man car bother me. Though the scare was the nasty part they successfully reminded me I have a shit aged blob body that if you saw it in porn you'd think something is wrong with your porn.You don't choose your body; so why hang shit on someone for theirs? Especially when they're the ones doing the exercise and you're sitting the fuck down.Bogans; it's our contribution to world cuisine. If there's an Oz animatronic in the Disney "It's a small world after all" ride what's the bet it yells "fuck you, you fucking fat fucks" as it recedes from view.