Newcastle away late 90s in the bogs at half time. As I go in there's a few lads in the corner, hammered and gathered round this one bloke, all looking down. They're all chuckling away. All I hear as I'm having a lag is, 'In oil, go on, in fucking oil.' ??? Eh?
More laughing and shouting and I can tell they're from Barnsley or somewhere, oil = oyl = hole. This lads got a Leeds badge, pin stuck down his Jap's eye ( it was the 90s), out again through his helmet and clicked back into the badge so its sitting atop his cock. He's waving his not unsubstantial member around, dripping blood, while everyone's giving it Leeds Leeds Leeds. This was when we still had proper barmies not just half time ale flingers. Great days (ish).
