In the UK we have a saying. It goes like this. Whats green and gets you fucked? Your Giro! This sums up enemployment exquisitely - go down to the: job centre/ dole office / welfare - pick up your govermental contribution for food and rent, walk out of the building and directly into the nearest pub and spend every last penny of it on alcohol and drugs.
"It's bloody busy in ere, whats the beef?"
"We're next to the labour exchange guv."
Belongs to the same family as T-bagging. And by jove it's fun (if your knees are made of titanium.) Simply prop yourself over your "lover's" face and then gently place your testicles over his/her eyes. Now, instruct them to flutter their eyelids and hey presto!
"What's with the grin?"
"Oh, I taught my missus how to give me an Arabian cradle last night!"
"Really, what is it?"