Bullshit and BullshittersWe've had questions about lies and liars in the past, but this time we're asking about the sort of fantasist who constantly claims they've got a helicopter in the garden or was "second onto the balcony at the Iranian Embassy siege". Tell us about the cobblers you've been told, or the complete lies you've come out with.
Thanks to dozer for the suggestion
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 13 Jan 2011, 12:55)
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I got my mate and me thrown out of a pub...Both as nissed as pewts, but Bob was looking the worse for wear.
As I was stood at the bar, and Bob had just blundered through heading for the smoking area, some woman turned to me and asked:
"Is that your friend?"
"No - he's my carer." I came out with, meaning it to be a hilarious joke to play (and one that often had people chuckling on previous occasions).
"Really?" she asked, her (drunken) eyes going huge.
"Erm...no - I was joking" I back-tracked.
But no, the no sense of humour harridan followed me around screeching "I WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU!" until the bar staff (and me) had enough and asked me to leave...
That's St Neots for you...
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snee held his breath since, Tue 18 Jan 2011, 15:16,
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Actually...That's a fine thing to say given the amount of work dodgers in town ;)
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snee held his breath since, Wed 19 Jan 2011, 10:58,
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I grew up there.Luckily, it didn't adversely affect me.
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Amish Information Systems hates misplaced, commas, Tue 18 Jan 2011, 18:06,
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I'm still trying to grow up here...It's not working too well...
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snee held his breath since, Wed 19 Jan 2011, 10:57,
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I used to live near there, well, Stamford,But I have friends in St Neots and Brampton.
Can't beat East Midlands and East Anglian market towns. You can get into fights for lookin' at someone's pint...
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