A shining example of the intelligence and articulacy of the nation's youth shouted "YOU F***IN LONG-'AIRED BASTARD" at me as I was walking down to the internet cafe a few minutes ago.
Long-'aired I obviously am.
F***ing, I would like to be.
Bastard, thankfully, I am not.
I hope that clears up any misconceptions you might have had, you delightful young man.
Of course, the likelihood of you reading this is small. The likelihood of you reading anything is small, other than the big words on your cigarette packet. But one doesn't wish to stereotype.