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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GrasshoppersWhen I was young, my Dad told me that times were so tough in the Depression that he was reduced to eating grasshoppers for food.
One autumn day, I was out behind the house, helping with chores. I was burning a pile of dead weeds, and along the way I baked a number of grasshoppers mixed in with the weeds. Wanting to toughen myself up and emulate my Dad, I steeled myself and placed a baked grasshopper in my mouth....
I started retching. I tried several times, trying to choose the grasshoppers that less ashen and were the most-evenly cooked. No matter what, I couldn't force myself to eat the wretched, bug-eyed things.
When I mentioned this later to my Dad, he was surprised. He didn't remember his grasshopper story, but did remember he had a pet chicken in the Depression, and was so saddened when his parents butchered it that he vowed never to eat chicken again, a vow he kept to the present day. Instead of being ravenously hungry during the Depression, he was comfortable enough to indulge sentimentalities.
B**tard.
(, Wed 19 Jan 2011, 21:52, 2 replies)
Shit eh ...Grasshoppers and honey were good enough for John the Baptist. A minor biblical character is harder than you. That's gotta suck.
(, Thu 20 Jan 2011, 5:15, closed)
Locusts.(, Thu 20 Jan 2011, 10:16, closed)
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