Word of advice, do not divulge personal info like that, no matter how insignificant it may seem, somebody close to you could identify you very easily.
Pearls of wisdom there bendick
From what we've learnt so far......
On ludgate hill in Manchester, on Monday we're looking for a 23 year old Muslim lad, looking nervous, sweating, carrying a bunch of flowers, sporting an erection, staring at his phone, looking up at the buildings, pacing back and forth.
Phone beeps, he jumps, he takes two steps forward and one step back,, will He, won't He, will he....
He does, he marches on a mission, flowers in hand, presses the buzzer, sweats undecidedly, is he past the point of no return.
Door buzzes open, boredick is shitting himself in his newly ironed underpants (mum thought it strange but ironed em anyway), he's in, little boy lost, in the lift and knocks on the door.
Door opens....
Bumdick is in...
He says...... I'm bendix, here's your flowers, I'm a virgin
She thinks... money, five minutes and I can catch up with Jeremy kyle.
Big question time.... Will he go through with it? Will he get it up? Will he last long enough to get his socks off? Will she actually break out into a sweat? Will she chuck the flowers in the bin?
Will the lie detector prove who the father is on Jeremy Kyle?
Molly Swedish has all the answers
I told you young bendick, don't trust anybody at this lark and don't give anything away.
