Pathological LiarsFriz 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.
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chthonic, Thu 29 Nov 2007, 12:17)
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KittyThe time has come for me to tell you the story of Kitty.
Kitty wasn't her real name, of course. Her name was Catherine. She was a no-necked, bucktoothed, very high ponytail-wearing girl at my school. She had some extraordinary stories about herself to share with our grade.
Upon informing our entire grade that we were to call her Kitty, my immature friends and myself took to meowing at her loudly whenever she walked by.
Kitty was a representative for the Australian Dance Team, Australian Gymnastics and Australian Under 25's Athletics... until she tragically dislocated her knee (there is no such thing as the Australian Dance Team, by the way).
Kitty empathised with the plight of the Australian Aboriginal people and Native Americans, claiming that she was descended from both.
She returned from a trip to America after three weeks with a twangy, Texan, American accent.
When asked in a self-defence class if anybody had any martial arts experience, she claimed she had learnt Ancient Arabian Fighting in Saudi Arabia. From the way she was punching, I assume there are many fighters in Saudi Arabia with broken wrists.
Kitty did not do a piece of assessment because her best friend died and she was finding it hard to cope. This happened three times.
She informed us that she had appeared on the cover of FHM. I'm sure if a model with five chins had appeared on FHM, we'd know about it.
She had five boys fighting over her love at the same time.
Kitty was in a horrible, horrible car crash and broke her ribs, spine and neck. She showed up to school the day after this horrible accident with a single bandage around her wrist.
Poor old Kitty. I do wonder what she's up to now after school has finished. No doubt she's got twenty boyfriends, cancer and works for Elijah Wood (who totally babysat her when she was little, btw).
But I'm sure she's doing what she said she was doing when we graduated - she's on a scholarship with the Conservatorious of Music and is composing symphonies for the Queensland Orchestra.
(, Mon 3 Dec 2007, 3:58, Reply)
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