Something like that happened to someone who used to work for me who became a mate for a while. He'd gone up to Glasgow to watch the Old Firm derby and got in the Celtic end. Just before the match started he felt this warm liquid running down his leg. He turned round then decided to say nothing.
Don't ask about when he was in London on an accountancy course and I was going down to the England Wales match and we decided to meet up. We got in the Wales end... that was scary. I've never seen such hatred. We daren't speak to each other. I nodded to him to follow me and took him to the side of the pen we were in. The English were on the other side. I told them we were English and they pulled us over the wall into the English side.




- is from the film, The Outlaw Josey Wales: "Don't piss down my back and tell me it's raining." I use it all the time!
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