My uncle went to Torquay. He says he met a Hendy who tried to flirt with a bartender. The bartender threw him out. He came back with a mop.

My friend’s cousin is a Hendy. He got kicked out of 3 bars in one night. He said, 'I’m not a Hendy. I’m a bar destroyer.'

My teacher said I’m a Hendy. I said, 'No, I’m a bar destroyer.' She said, 'Same thing.'