Not shouted and not really oiks, but anyway...
On the train up to That London for the FNRTTC with the Pino.
Two yoofs, innit, wander into the carriage, trousers low slung inna gangsta stylee.
"Man that bike is well cool"
We chatter a bit. They're genuinely interested in the layout of the bike, so I explain that I sit at the back with all the controls.
"And does your Laydee sit here?" asks one, pointing at the recumbent front seat.
I nod
"Man, she's taking the piss". I think he was suggesting that she wouldn't put any effort in.
At that point my Laydee, Mrs Hall who is sitting round the corner out of sight speaks:
"Excuse me. I'm his Laydee"
Cue much well meant and embarrassed apologies from the two lads. Made me smile the whole night.