QUEND

Likes long strolls in the park and bean flicking doesn't like Mongs southerners and parsley. Smells strongly of vim and covers himself in Vaseline climbs into a sleeping bag sized condom and pretends he's a slug.

You may call by his name but he's often referred to by his friends and loved ones as a "complete and utter fucking QUEND"

quend

more than an acquaintance, not quite a friend.

We'd like to invite Bob to our wedding, but we're not sure we've known him long enough. He's really only a quend.

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