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We've had questions about lies and liars in the past, but this time we're asking about the sort of fantasist who constantly claims they've got a helicopter in the garden or was "second onto the balcony at the Iranian Embassy siege". Tell us about the cobblers you've been told, or the complete lies you've come out with.

Thanks to dozer for the suggestion

(, Thu 13 Jan 2011, 12:55)
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I believed my Brother
He's 2 years older than me, and as a wee Humpty I'd look up to him. Endlessly. We grew up together with noone in our age-group for miles around. We were our own company and we've Never fought. Not once.

He got packed off to school 2 years before me. 2 years later I too would get a music scholarship* and entry to the school that was way beyond our means, but it all meant nothing. My brother was gone for 2 years, I was 11, and Life sucked.

*(see "on the stage" QOTW from ages ago)

So.... His first holiday was much anticipated, and he was full of stories. "An Royal Navy Lynx Helicopter landed on a rugby pitch because they'd got a problem.... they borrowed a 12" ruler, some blu-tak and some tape, and then flew off again once they'd fixed it" was one that REALLY excited me.

I was aghast... This tale of Awesomeness was re-told at my school countless times with my brother as the ruler-bearing saviour.

Three years later I found myself telling the story again. Older and wiser, my peers jeered at me. I doubled up my efforts to make them believe me. The "Shamen" song in the back of my head reminding me that "if the truth can be told so as to be understood, It Will be believed" ... and suddenly with a mental glitch, I realised I didn't understand this "truth" I was pushing. There was no back-story, no logic, nothing made sense, and it was entirely improbable.

The crushing reality of my brothers lie hit me and I folded. He'd been lying. I'd believed him and respected him for his wisdom, but it was all complete bollocks. He was an asshole, I'd been made to look like a fucking idiot.

Year later we laugh about it, but at the time I'd have happily beaten him to a pulp for my suffering.


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This is an entirely true story. Take from it what you will, but it pretty much encompasses the reasons for which I label the purveyors of organised religion as assholes, and their followers as fucking idiots.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 12:24, 2 replies)
*clicks*
"if the truth can be told so as to be understood, It Will be believed"

Nicely done sir.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 14:20, closed)
Funnily enough
I told my younger brother a helicopter related whopper when we were kids,locked in our room for some misdemeanor or another .I told him my mate from school Alan would come and rescue us in his helicopter. We had to sleep on the floor under the window and he would lower a rope .
Strange how to this day I can remember the detail of a lie told over 35 years ago,as does my "little"brother.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 21:08, closed)

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