Aye, it's the opposite of Gaydar. It beeps when a bender is near you. For some reason mine won't stop ****ing beeping though
I saw literally the gayest guy I've ever seen last time I was out in Aberdeen. He was wearing jeans with "Princess" written across the back of them in Diamantes and was with two fat ***-hags. I kept trying to convince my mate to ask him for a "slow dance" but my mate wasn't up for it. Would have been funny as **** though.
I was in The Polo Lounge in Glasgow one night (don't ask) and there was lad who looked about 17 wearing a wee black dress and high heels. All these muscle bound ****s were like flies round ****e with him. His ringpiece must've been ruined that night.
Benders make me laugh. My mate chats them up and gets them to buy his drinks all night. He reckons it's easier and less embarrassing than getting lassies to do it. Sometimes he asks for two drinks and then brings me or my other mate one. He is a brass-necked ****.
"Rape seed oil" never fails to amuse....................I think you can buy it in a gift pack along with a balaclava and a roll of gaffer tape.
