speaking of shit taches, when i used to work in the foundry, a mate of mine used to wipe his arse on the sweat band in our hard hats, got the fecker back tho, he's a bit of a vain ponce, and blind as a bat, and used to ride in on his harley lookalike in the summer, i coloured his scrippy sunglasses in with magic marker, and wiped my sweaty cock over the handlebar grips, and then watched as he hopped on his bike, donned said glasses, and then proceeded to plow through the wall of the bike shelter