It's (well, was) a cheap red cagoul, supposed to shame the wearer.
tl/dr - On my stag do for my first wedding we were in Prague, about 2000 or so. We were staying in these penthouse apartments with massive sloping velux windows, it was hot and they were usually slightly open. After about 24 hours solid drink abuse we got back from a club with a load of ladies in tow. My friend proceeds to get horizonal with a (frankly fucking stunning) Norwegian girl in his room. My best man takes massive offence at this in a way that can only occur after about a pint of absinth and comes into my room, strips naked, grabs the Gush Jacket and climbs onto the roof. He then shimmies over to the velux in Darren's room, leans on it until it swings open, and right at the end of the travel he somersaults off the end to land at the foot of the bed, legs spread, jacket open, everything on display, with a bellow of "WHO'S YOUR DADDY?"

It still makes me cry with laughter thinking about it.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Fri 15 Mar 2013, 11:57, 3 replies, latest was 12 years ago)

Superb.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Fri 15 Mar 2013, 11:59, Reply)

hahahaha

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Fri 15 Mar 2013, 11:59, Reply)

Excellent

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Fri 15 Mar 2013, 12:02, Reply)