Hanging out with idiots is a bad idea. It could cause old people to call you bastards in public. Learning this through experience at Shivaji Park, of all places was certainly a swift kick to the hangies.
Indigestion over the past few days has had an interesting side-effect on me. I have developed literary aspirations. "Living with Nausea: A tale of grit and determination" is going to be a true survivor's story.