Untruth on the telly.
When I was young, my parents had a number of rules in place regarding what was and what wasn't suitable TV. No telly was allowed before 5pm, for example, and there was a number of programmes that I wasn't allowed to watch. The Incredible Hulk was one such programme; The A-Team was - at least for a while - another.

My friends - including S, who insisted that he was Elvis, and whom I was tempted to believe because, at that age, I didn't know who Elvis was and so reasoned that his claim may have been true - were talking about their TV viewing from the previous night one playtime. Had I seen The A-Team?

Yeah, I said. It was brilliant.

I don't know how, but they detected my lie, and asked what had happened.

Eeek.

"You didn't see it, did you?"
Yeah. I watch it all the time. It's brill!
"Who's best out of BA and Hannibal?"
Oh, Hannibal.
"How does the theme tune go, then?"

Caught.

In retrospect, I can't believe how much of a telly bullshitter I was. One night, I'd been unable to sleep, and so wandered down to the living-room, where my parents were watching the box. I asked what was on.
"The end of a film," said my dad.
Next day, keen to demonstrate how late I'd been allowed to stay up, and what daring stuff I'd been allowed to watch, I thought I had the best conversational gambit of my short life at my disposal.

So: did anyone see The End of a Film last night? It was dead ace!
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Thu 20 Jan 2011, 11:15, 7 replies)

Heh

(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Thu 20 Jan 2011, 11:22, closed)

Yeah.
In retrospect, that's about the response that the story deserves.

Still, it's good to share, eh?
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Thu 20 Jan 2011, 11:36, closed)

I wasn't being sarky
I like it. 'The End of a Film'. It could be the sort of art-house film that might have been on late night Channel 4 in the olden days. Probably in French and with gratuitous tits in it.
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Thu 20 Jan 2011, 11:42, closed)

There's nothing gratuitous about tits young man.

(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Thu 20 Jan 2011, 11:43, closed)

I stand corrected

(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Thu 20 Jan 2011, 11:47, closed)

Ah, those halcyon days before wall-to-wall internet pr0n
...feverishly watching an obscure, foreign film just because there might be a flash of tittage.

I miss the innocence.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Thu 20 Jan 2011, 11:53, closed)

Aye
I remember when I got my dad's old VCR when I was 13. It was probably the best gift an adolescent boy could get in those days. I suddenly took an interest in obscure cinema...
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Thu 20 Jan 2011, 11:59, closed)