Lies that went on too longWhen you lie you often have to keep lying. Share your pain. When I was 15 I pretended to be 16 to help get a summer job. Then had to spend a summer with this nice shopkeeper asking me everyday if I was excited about getting my GCSE results. I felt like an utter shit. Thanks to MerseyMal for the suggestion.
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rob, Thu 8 Mar 2012, 21:57)
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Unfortunately, people never live up to their names - in fact often the exact opposite.So Barry Danger Smith would end up as a timid dormouse of a man.
I knew a girl whose middle name was Lysistrata - from an Aristophanes play, in which Lysistrata persuades the women of Greece to withhold sexual privileges from their husbands and lovers, as a means of forcing the men to negotiate peace.
Naturally, the Lysistrata I knew was a bisexual nympho who shagged like a rabbit in a viagra factory.
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Are you sure that wasn't actually just a video you watched while your mum was out getting your tea?Hmmm?
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 12 Mar 2012, 13:32,
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Nope, real personMaybe "nympho" is an exaggeration - but she shagged me, so she must have fairly broad acceptance criteria...
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