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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Polish Princess
In most classes at school you get the 'weird kid'. And during primary and secondary school, that weird kid was someone I'll call Sam, for that was her name. She had a piss poor homelife, her mother was an absolute skank beast of a woman (who had the hots for my old man), and her eldest brother was arrested this year for kiddy fiddling.
Anyway, Sam used to tell the most incredible lies. I suppose it was in an attempt to be liked amongst her peers. She claimed that she was a Polish princess, and that she was betrothed to some smexy Polish prince, the name who I forgot. In the summer holidays, they apparently went to Poland and went to the lakes and did romancey crap like that. I think she even mentioned that they did the dirty.
She even had supposed letters from him, which she would show us briefly, but not let us read them. I think she said she had a photo, but that it got 'accidentally destroyed'.
I'm pretty sure she also mentioned that she would be in line for the throne if so and so people died, some jizz like that anyway. Of course everyone took the piss out of her for this, even her few friends (one of which was me). No matter what we'd point out to her, she'd insist that it was all true, and run off in a huff/sulk because we didn't believe her.
That was the biggest lie I remember her telling, but I just know that there were heaps more. I think she claimed she did magic once, but sadly my memories of that time include more on my awesome friends, as mean as that sounds.
Length? Not much longer until you get on the throne, princess.
( , Thu 29 Nov 2007, 18:53, Reply)
In most classes at school you get the 'weird kid'. And during primary and secondary school, that weird kid was someone I'll call Sam, for that was her name. She had a piss poor homelife, her mother was an absolute skank beast of a woman (who had the hots for my old man), and her eldest brother was arrested this year for kiddy fiddling.
Anyway, Sam used to tell the most incredible lies. I suppose it was in an attempt to be liked amongst her peers. She claimed that she was a Polish princess, and that she was betrothed to some smexy Polish prince, the name who I forgot. In the summer holidays, they apparently went to Poland and went to the lakes and did romancey crap like that. I think she even mentioned that they did the dirty.
She even had supposed letters from him, which she would show us briefly, but not let us read them. I think she said she had a photo, but that it got 'accidentally destroyed'.
I'm pretty sure she also mentioned that she would be in line for the throne if so and so people died, some jizz like that anyway. Of course everyone took the piss out of her for this, even her few friends (one of which was me). No matter what we'd point out to her, she'd insist that it was all true, and run off in a huff/sulk because we didn't believe her.
That was the biggest lie I remember her telling, but I just know that there were heaps more. I think she claimed she did magic once, but sadly my memories of that time include more on my awesome friends, as mean as that sounds.
Length? Not much longer until you get on the throne, princess.
( , Thu 29 Nov 2007, 18:53, Reply)
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