Many many years ago on the way to watch us play West Ham I dropped my pants and mooned out of the mini bus window...just as we passed a car full of nuns whoops...upon realising it was nuns I quickly pulled up my pants turned and apologise by putting my hands together as if I was praying and mouthed sorry ....they were laughing and I kid you not they overtook us and gave me a thumbs up ..and then indicated by spinning their fingers to do it again ...so I obliged Much to their merriment lol Best one was traveling down to Southend and a coach full of man United fans came past us with one bare back side pressed against the window...we overtook them and went past them with two backsides up against the window... They came past with 3 ...we replied with 4...them 5 and so on until they overtook us again whereby they were all lined up against the window with a sign saying beat that ...there was one lass on the coach who thought about it then changed her mind ...so one of the lads got his Co...ck out and we put up the sign beat that....and beat it they did....they over took us and it went Ar5e Co...ck ar5e Co...ck the full length of the coach....was so funny at the time
Lovely post! I'm sure there's been a spot of er shrinkage over the years but are you up for it on Town Hall Steps next May following our promotion? May join you -- anyone else up for it ?
This kid I know stripped boll0ck naked(apart from his boots & helmet & started dancing on top of a MKIII heading machine, he said he was a topless Dosco dancer.
I bumped into Martin Devaney in Aldi and he told me that he'd done it after the playoff win at Cardiff. Honesty.
Talking of mooning and doing stupid stuff that seemed a good idea at the time I recall being at the Stockport game in the 70s ...one of the lads who was nicknamed Elvis, wanted to have a go at the Stockport fans, who were situated opposite us, across the halfway line ...now if I'm honest, we had been geeing him up a tad and it had been suggested, if we could run straight across the pitch, durring either teams attacking play, that the police, would be slow to react and we could be on to them in no time and then we could lay siege, like some medieval battle Stockport attacked our goal and Elvis shouts come on....vaults the wall, runs the full width of the the pitch, never looking behind him once....jumps on to the wall... throws out his arms and legs making the shape of a X...then literally launches himself into the crowd...easiest way to describe what happened next...imagine grain in a blocked full funnel when you remove the blockage ..the crowd just all seemed to converge into one spot...followed by the police running from all directions around the edge of the pitch, followed by the St John's ambulance lads followed by 2 guys with a stretcher ( the theme music from the Benny Hill show wouldnt have gone a miss) Next thing we see is Elvis who was a big lad being placed on a stretcher and carried away...they carried him around the goal to our right and I kid you not they stopped directly in front of us ...Elvis sits up ..both eyes almost closed clothes ripped to shreds and covered in blood and says '' Weir worr yer'' ... a cu....nt tek em all all on mi oohern Happy days
I'll be 67 by next May , so don't think it would go down well with certain members of the public lol ...as for shrinkage....the old backside is wider than its been for years.... Shrinkage else where ...not a problem as far has I can see , my gut hides that department from me lol
I've said this on here before, but in the Preacher comic series one of the characters (either Bob Glover or Freddy Allen) was a "sexual investigator" who formerly worked as a prostitute on Barnsley Town Hall steps...