I do have my Cranky Pants on.
Not just any Cranky Pants, but my SUPER CRANKY PANTS!
They are full of sand, scrunched up and wedged in my vagina.
They may also have a cape attached, which is also scrunched up and making my life very uncomfortable, and increasing my CRANKY so much!
Yet again, an innocent man has found himself, after several tens of thousands of other people found him labelled as a creep, walking around shopping centres, just looking out for kids to molest.
Because a mother (and, oh, it is times like this I am embarrassed, ashamed, and very unwilling to call myself a mother, wanting to dissociate myself from this sort of behaviour at any cost) decided he was one.
Not content with this decision she made, based on