Every young lads fantasy some years ago was them weapons of trouser fly destruction strapped to Abi Titmus chest. When I heard she used to be a nurse I wondered why the hell god hadn’t struck me down with a bolt of lightening and send me to her. Then I realised, just like winning the lottery where I’d have to buy a ticket, I’d actually have to believe in god first.

I do have to say, my mammories, I mean memories of the time really made tempted me into believing, these days her look is over saturated but the legend lives on.

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