The day after I came back from 2 1/2 years travelling around the world, I went for a bike ride with my mate in London. We ended up in a park in Crystal Palace, a good few miles from where he lived in Brixton, then I started fannying around doing nose pivots and stuff… in so doing, I managed to rip my trousers (funny denim fishermans pants) and I was going commando.
Had to quickly whip my T shirt off and use it as pants to cover my bits.
[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zh-I31AsJJg[/video]
Saw Z Trip at the start of my travels in New York… arrived there 6 months to the day after 9/11