Excuse me. Those were not "men."
Animals? Sure.
Cowards? Absolutely.
Thugs? Pack dogs? Sub-human filth? Most assuredly.
But "men" they are not, nor will they ever be. I'd like to rip the throat out of every one of them as all the others watch, knowing I'm coming but unable to even run, unlike the urine streaming down both their legs as their bowels turn to water in richly-deserved terror.
Cowards are funny when faced with a real tough guy. They often cry. They act more like women than women. It's embarrassing.
Anecdotal dalliances aside, and as a purely scientific note, they all do make the exact same sound when thrown out the back of a van at 60mph. Trust me.