:::::::::Oh, so it's all down to the tone is it? Well, I'm sure you will forgive this American, who despite being-how did you put it-worldly-wise, does not posseSs the innate subletly, divine sense of irony, and sarcasm (which sadly passes as wit to the unenlightened). Nor do I as an American possess the skills to deliver the finely-honed, calculated Julie Burchill-style of insult, which you British are so adept at. And not only are we tone-deaf, but we lack the inborn class detector system which is part of your DNA and that by the mere raising of an eyebrow indicate whether or not the bearer of this gesture is from the uppah clahsses, a reasonable fascimile of the middle-class or a housing estate where "Have a nice day", becomes "Oi, mate, gissa fag". As for that infectious American invention known as a shopping mall, well nobody's forcing you or your missus to frequent it anymore than I was forced to use a shopping trolley when I lived in Sussex. Oh, what was my point, yes, my point is that your unrestrained use of f..k doesn't make you a wee hard mon anymore than my wearing of balck clthing and ability to curse in Enochian makes me a rough bitch. You obviously think you are intimidating, but it only shows how much you despeartely wish to be.