Pathological Liars
Friz writes, "I recently busted my mate who claimed to have 'supported the Kaiser Chiefs in 2001' by gently mentioning that they weren't even called that back then."
Some people seem to lead complete fantasy lives with lies stacked on lies stacked on more lies. Tell us about the ones you've met.
BTW, if any of you want to admit to making up all your QOTW stories, now would be a good time to do it.
( , Thu 29 Nov 2007, 12:17)
Friz writes, "I recently busted my mate who claimed to have 'supported the Kaiser Chiefs in 2001' by gently mentioning that they weren't even called that back then."
Some people seem to lead complete fantasy lives with lies stacked on lies stacked on more lies. Tell us about the ones you've met.
BTW, if any of you want to admit to making up all your QOTW stories, now would be a good time to do it.
( , Thu 29 Nov 2007, 12:17)
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I know a big one.
There used to be a guy who drank in my local called ‘Bill the Liar’ – he was in all senses a big fat liar.
Grandiose, sad, pointless, bizarre, - his lies ran the whole gamut, just about everything he said was a lie:
Pointless – for over a year he would leave the pub early on Sundays, explaining that he had to drive to Slough, stay in the Travel Lodge, so he could be up bright and early for the job he had there. Every Sunday we’d walk past his house on the way home, to see his car parked outside, occasionally catching a glimpse of him through the living room window.
Sad – He lied to his wife for months saying he’d saved up money for a much needed family holiday. Keeping up the pretence right up to the point of going to the travel agent, his wife excitedly spending an hour choosing the perfect holiday. He then reached for his back pocket and exclaimed “oh no! the money’s gone, it must have fallen out of my pocket”….nice
Grandiose- One evening he winced rubbing the small of his back. After a short while he explained that his bad back was due to an injury he picked up during his army days. Getting lifted out of a ‘hot LZ’ in the jungle he fell back out of the ‘chopper’. If it wasn’t for his rucksack he would have been paralyzed. There was too much enemy fire for them to come back for him, it took him three days to walk out. – there where people in the pub who had known him since school. At no point had he been in the army.
Bizarre-. He told a load of people that his wife had breast cancer, which came as a shock to her when a friend called to see how she was.
Saddest of all: He faked a school report and brought it to the pub to show everybody. A few sheets of printed A4 folded in half describing an athletic prodigy, captaining all the sports teams and one of the greatest minds of our time. Who new that schools where using inkjet printers in the Late 70's???
Summaries of his other memorable lies;
Massive Heart Attack
Champion Boxer
12 pints in an hour.
The Queen driving an Austin Maxi
I brought it back to life
I found it on the beach and it belonged to my great grandfarther.
and on and on and on
( , Thu 29 Nov 2007, 17:30, 3 replies)
There used to be a guy who drank in my local called ‘Bill the Liar’ – he was in all senses a big fat liar.
Grandiose, sad, pointless, bizarre, - his lies ran the whole gamut, just about everything he said was a lie:
Pointless – for over a year he would leave the pub early on Sundays, explaining that he had to drive to Slough, stay in the Travel Lodge, so he could be up bright and early for the job he had there. Every Sunday we’d walk past his house on the way home, to see his car parked outside, occasionally catching a glimpse of him through the living room window.
Sad – He lied to his wife for months saying he’d saved up money for a much needed family holiday. Keeping up the pretence right up to the point of going to the travel agent, his wife excitedly spending an hour choosing the perfect holiday. He then reached for his back pocket and exclaimed “oh no! the money’s gone, it must have fallen out of my pocket”….nice
Grandiose- One evening he winced rubbing the small of his back. After a short while he explained that his bad back was due to an injury he picked up during his army days. Getting lifted out of a ‘hot LZ’ in the jungle he fell back out of the ‘chopper’. If it wasn’t for his rucksack he would have been paralyzed. There was too much enemy fire for them to come back for him, it took him three days to walk out. – there where people in the pub who had known him since school. At no point had he been in the army.
Bizarre-. He told a load of people that his wife had breast cancer, which came as a shock to her when a friend called to see how she was.
Saddest of all: He faked a school report and brought it to the pub to show everybody. A few sheets of printed A4 folded in half describing an athletic prodigy, captaining all the sports teams and one of the greatest minds of our time. Who new that schools where using inkjet printers in the Late 70's???
Summaries of his other memorable lies;
Massive Heart Attack
Champion Boxer
12 pints in an hour.
The Queen driving an Austin Maxi
I brought it back to life
I found it on the beach and it belonged to my great grandfarther.
and on and on and on
( , Thu 29 Nov 2007, 17:30, 3 replies)
maybe she did...
but I doubt she over took Bill on the M1 in about 1997 whilst driving it!
( , Thu 29 Nov 2007, 17:40, closed)
but I doubt she over took Bill on the M1 in about 1997 whilst driving it!
( , Thu 29 Nov 2007, 17:40, closed)
The Queen drives a Range Rover
...which she once used to run me off the road in Norfolk, the cow.
(Not a lie)
( , Thu 29 Nov 2007, 19:19, closed)
...which she once used to run me off the road in Norfolk, the cow.
(Not a lie)
( , Thu 29 Nov 2007, 19:19, closed)
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