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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Inspired by Professor Kenny Martin
I have an ability to make statements/stories sound very convincing. At least to my wife I do.
One example being early in the morning me asking the time. To which wifey glances up at the clock and announces, half past ten.
This being a Saturday (and quite a shocker that the kids hadn't woken up) I glanced up quite please for the extra bit of sleep and saw my opporunity to lie.
"It's not, it's half past eight, your saft"
(me being from the Black Country I sometimes do talk like that).
Cue wifey staring at the clock for 2 minutes trying to figure out why she couldn't all of a sudden tell the time.
Then announcing "the big hand's on the 6 so that's half past, but the little hands near the 10, doesn't that mean it's half past ten.
I can't figure it out".
It probably would have stood for longer except I started shaking with laugher with my head buried deep into my pillow.
Then she smacked me one for making her feel stupid. Man am I childish.
( , Mon 3 Dec 2007, 16:24, 1 reply)
I have an ability to make statements/stories sound very convincing. At least to my wife I do.
One example being early in the morning me asking the time. To which wifey glances up at the clock and announces, half past ten.
This being a Saturday (and quite a shocker that the kids hadn't woken up) I glanced up quite please for the extra bit of sleep and saw my opporunity to lie.
"It's not, it's half past eight, your saft"
(me being from the Black Country I sometimes do talk like that).
Cue wifey staring at the clock for 2 minutes trying to figure out why she couldn't all of a sudden tell the time.
Then announcing "the big hand's on the 6 so that's half past, but the little hands near the 10, doesn't that mean it's half past ten.
I can't figure it out".
It probably would have stood for longer except I started shaking with laugher with my head buried deep into my pillow.
Then she smacked me one for making her feel stupid. Man am I childish.
( , Mon 3 Dec 2007, 16:24, 1 reply)
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