
When 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.
( , Thu 8 Mar 2012, 21:57)
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apparently a dog had shat in our garden.
This seems to be my fault somehow, the missus is so fucking angry. Still not talking to me this morning.
( , Wed 14 Mar 2012, 9:32, 3 replies)
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