Not really 'yelled', but it was funny at the time.
At about 130am the other night, riding in Newtown, my mate Elliot and I stopped at a petrol station to get a drink and a donut. I walk in, buy stuff, and come back out again to Elliot talking to some random bloke.
Turns out he's 50 years old (looked about 70), name's Jespedo (or similar), Portugese, pissed off his nut, and starts telling me how he hates homosexuals, because, by being that way, they're disrespecting his 5 year old (wtf?). Anyway, he was desperate to talk to us about riding, but we were kinda itching to go. Eventually Elliot was like, "Hey mate, watch this", and went and 180'd in the carpark. Instantly this guys desperation turned from wanting to ride, to having to reward us both with a meat pie. He was so bloody amazed, and even more bloody insistant! He even took me inside to the ATM, so he could take out $200 to buy a packet of durry's, and as many meat pie's as we wanted. It was crazy. Haha.
We kindly declined and eventually rode away.