2004, 24 December, Guppings, Re: I hate Xmas, He'd hit you with his wallet? What an opportunity!!! You could have kicked him in his jacobs, jumped on his head & ran off with his money.
2005, 5 March, Paul C, Some photos: Glenbuck Cherrypickers and Muirkirk, "last time I was at Muirkirk (In april I think) I was moaning about the cold while dressed in a few arctic fleeces, bunnet etc and a local came up to me in a thin jacket and said "braw warm today eh mate" I was freezing my jacobs off"
2005, Ken Knight, The Midnight Oil, AuthorHouse (2005), ISBN 9781420809893, page 240:It was almost 6:30 and the sun was breaking the horizon, better get the boss back to the safety of her fortress-like house on Beverly St., or it might be his jacobs in a jar!
