Colin lied three times and all three were on national television.
Firstly he didn’t think Colin was the sort of name that any
attractive young lady would wish for her man-friend, so he told them his name
was Eduardo. He thought it made him
sound exotic, mysterious, enticing. But
his friends all knew he was really just Colin Perkins, named after his mother’s
uncle.
Secondly he thought working in admin at the Inland Revenue might not
win him the heart of a modern miss, so he told them he was a city investment
banker with a large portfolio and clients so famous he couldn’t mention their
names. But his friends knew he chased
unpaid tax from individuals named G through to L in the Blackpool area.
Thirdly, well his third lie was more an exaggeration, but it was the
worst. The others maybe the guys could
understand and even forgive with a little bit of gentle ribbing. They knew how it was when you wanted to get a
woman.
But when Nadine from Birmingham told Cilla her question to number 3
was “What kind of animal is there inside you?” he should never have said “I’m a
thoroughbred Arabian steed, mane flowing in the warm breeze and I’ll gallop
away with your heart” when all the guys knew inside Colin was much more like My
Little Pony.
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