Missile attack

I was riding to work along Brookmill Road in Deptford and a car full of scotes (all looked like Polak labourers) pulls alongside me and blasts a sodding airhorn into my right ear. Scared the living shit out of me but somehow managed not to flinch and carried on my merry way. I think they were a little disapointed I didn't pile into the back of the parked car ahead. Pricks.

Did you actually say "Polak"? Isn't that a bit like Using the "N" or "P" words? I'm not polish mind you, but I cant fly with that.