Yeah, the stuff I yell isn't even any form of language (except only to me ) Recently, I was on my way to work and part of the route is through a school zone, so I'm going about the speed of the cars. There's also a school crosswalk there, so sometimes I have to stop along with the cars (of course this all happening when school is about to start). This lady in a big blue SUV passed me, not allowing much room, which of course erked me. But, I'm used to the traffic and I was 'running late' so I didn't care to yell something at her. Well, there was a traffic stop due to a cross walk and the lady was all the way over, even almost on the gutter, giving me less than 6 inches to ride by!!! So, I slowed way down and yelled right at her window as I passed, "thanks a lot lady! Jerk!" and pedaled on through til I had to stop at the front. Funny, I passed her and got to where I needed to go, while she was stuck in the crap traffic at the school entrance. Hmm..

As for animals, a woman I ride with taught me to yell down right loud and viscous screeching so they run away. We come across a lot of squirrels in certain areas, so yelling like a banshee helps the animals 'make up their minds' to run from the yelling crazy moving thing! That might help with the animals on base.