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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He died before I was born, but from what I've heard my mom's stepfather was the living definition of "pathological liar". He claimed he was an agent for the FBI and no one could touch his briefcase. Whenever he came back from the bar he told my mom and her little brother that he had been off on a secret mission, and he meant it too. The man had drank himself into believing his stories.
He also claimed that he was a nationally recoginized hero for the time he carried two men down Mount Everest while tending to his two broken legs and broken arm. That, and the fact that he was a war hero that had tens of hundreds of medals. Now, where were these medals? In the briefcase with his FBI documents.
Nowadays all you have to do is whisper "Mount Everest, two broken legs" and my mom and uncle will start laughing.
Apologies for length, though my step-grandfather claims his is longer.
(, Thu 29 Nov 2007, 21:52, closed)
what was in the briefcase?
(, Thu 29 Nov 2007, 22:09, closed)
He locked the briefcase, so my mom never did get to see what was in it. Probably a flask, he was a severe alcoholic that never did get sober. It's really actually very sad...but the stories WERE funny.
(, Fri 30 Nov 2007, 1:13, closed)
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