When I was a kid, a few of us we used to go to the country store, about a mile away from home for candy. There was a couple of old guys, who used to sit alone at the store for hours, not talk to each other, or anyone else, and drink a bottle of Coke or two. One guy would curse out loud to himself,as if he was carrying out some type of conversation with someone. The other fellow, I believe had a form of Tourette syndrome, every once and awhile he would stand up and yell out ""yip yip yip, fuck 'em all, yip yip"" and then peacewfully sit down. It was quite an amusing site for us youngsters.