In which I am threatened by a crazy lady

Setting : Downtown Bellingham. Ainsley, Diana and I are on our way to the WAMU ATM to get some cash to pay for our Little Cheerful lunch.

Walking toward the ATM behind a man and a woman. The woman is wearing normal, unnoticeable clothing, the man is wearing jeans, a poncho and boots with spurs.

Me (mumbling) : Whoa, he's wearing spurs. Neat.

At this point, I didn't think anyone heard me because no one said anything. I didn't really care because I was mainly talking to myself anyway. We reach the ATM.

Lady : Hey bitches. Whatchoo lookin' at? You think he's pretty sexy, huh? (referring to her male companion (I never really figured out what type of relationship they were in)).

Diana, Ainsley, Me (ignoring them)

Lady : Hey, hey BARBIE! Hey you in the green coat. Hey, bitch.

Me (in a green coat but very much NOT Barbie) (ignoring her)

Lady comes walking toward us

Lady : Hey, bitch. You got a problem with us? You think he's pretty sexy, huh? Well he's taken. Stop calling him a sexy bitch, you got it? I'll fuck you up. (turns and leaves)

Diana, Ainsley, Me : Uuuuuuuuuh....

Despite that rather confusing interaction, we walk over to the Riteaid to get Ainsley a map she needs for an assignemt. Crazily enough it's closed (wtf?). So we head back to where the Little Cheerful is. On our way crossing the street the lady and her man companion approach us again.

Lady : Hey, you got a fucking problem? Stop calling him a sexy bitch, bitch. Leave him the fuck alone.

Me : I didn't say anything.

Lady : You got a problem with his spurs? You think his spurs are sexy, huh, bitch? I'll fuck you up if you don't stop calling my son sexy. He's with me, bitch.

Me : I just said I thought they were cool. (While I was kind of terrified she'd try to start a fight, in which case I would definitely end up hurting her as I would do anything to protect myself and she was very likely under the influence of something, I was pretty impressed that she heard me.)

Lady : Yeah, well don't say any fucking thing about him. He's with me, bitch.

Man : I don't want you saying nothin' about me.

This whole time we're practically standing in the middle of an intersection and people are passing by us nervously and chuckling at the situation.

Me : Ok, I'm sorry.

Lady : Yeah, don't call my son sexy, bitch.

Me : Ok, I'm really sorry.

Lady : Don't look at him that way. I'll fuck you up!

Me (at this time, regretting my decision of wearing a dress in case I needed to defend myself) : I wasn't looking at him any way. I'm sorry.

So at this they turn around. They happen to be walking the same direction we are so it seems like we're following them.

Lady : You want my sexy son, huh? Stop calling him a sexy bitch. I'll fuck you up. (I'm pretty sure these are like the only phrases she knows) Don't mess with the Natives, bitch.

Diana, Ainsley and I turn around because we don't want to seem like we're following them and we wanted to go to the police station to let them know that there are a couple of hostile-like people roaming the city and they should keep an eye out.

Lady : Oh you're going the other way? Fucking bitch. I'll fuck you up.

We reached the police station only to find that it was CLOSED. This pissed me off more than being call a bitch 1,000,000 times. So we stood on the corner for a little while waiting for the couple to be out of sight. We got into the Little Cheerful and then enjoyed a very nice brunch with my favorite waittress. ^^

So... yeah. I wasn't so terrified for my life but I didn't want to get into a fight and I wouldn't doubt she had a knife on her or something.
Probably one of the most awkward and uncomfortable experiences of my life. I'm never commenting on a stranger's shoes ever again.