I’m saying “E” isn’t true. I don’t know if your sister was older or younger, but a five-year-old has little chance of outrunning wild dogs, who may have not intended on eating you.
Nope, E is true!
My sister, 6 years older, was hoping I wouldn’t see them. But I looked across ( I want to say “the ravine,” but I don’t think the distance was big enough to qualify for “ravine”) and saw puppies!! My sister saw me seeing them, and said, “Shh… be quiet.” But I was 5 years old, and *they had puppies!! * So I yelled, “Look! PUPPIES!!”
And as one unit, every head in the pack swiveled to look at us, and the big ones started running down their side of the hill. :eek: My sister, terrified, shouted “RUN!!” Run I did. They got down their side of the hill and up ours, and were gaining on us by the time we rounded the corner to Grandad’s house, shouting all the while for our brother to “bring the gun!!” He showed up with a rifle, probably the .30-06, but couldn’t say for certain. The pack saw him, or saw him and the gun, or the house and him and the gun, and they turned tail and left.
Grandad had them trained about what a gun was; we weren’t supposed to leave the house without one, but hey, we were only going to get the mail…
I was going to make one of my other ones the fact that the first time I cussed, actually knowing what I was saying, I was 4, and it was, “Shoot the damn dog in the ass!!” (But I thought that would give it away.) 
Yikes! You had good little legs! I’d probably never go near a puppy again!
Nope, for my list B is true. So it’s A, D, or E now.
Does that make me the winner? I think I’m the first one to post that I had doubts about it.
Anyway, since everyone is piling on, here’s a list:
- I developed such a bad tic from not having eyeglasses prescribed when they should have been, that in addition to finally getting them prescribed, I had to take SSRIs for a couple of years to get rid of the tic.
- When I let my hair keep growing without cutting it for several years (like it is right now), it grows way past my butt.
- I once got a personal reply to a fan letter from Lillian Gish.
- I have slept with the woman who wrote The Princess Diaries.
- I keep small bags of non-perishable food in my car, to give to the people with the signs who stand on the medians on the roads in the city. But I give it only to those who specify “FOOD” on their signs, and I never give anyone money.
I’ll guess #2. Because why not.
ETA: That, and long hair is a major commitment in effort.
You’re right, but the reason is that my hair is curly, and the curl takes up too much of the length. If I stretch it out, it makes it just past the waistline of my pants, but unstretched, it goes only just past my shoulder blades. I hated having curly hair as a kid for just that reason, because I always wanted really long “hippie”-style hair. Instead, I have a Jewfro.
I tried very hard to pick things I’ve mentioned before: I know I’ve mentioned the Jewfro before, and the Lillian Gish letter (the latter was in the thread about what adults hang on their walls). I mentioned that I went to high school with Meg Cabot; we really did spend two nights in the same bed once-- it was in a Motel 6 for a high school theater conference. Four kids per room with two double beds per room. I just mentioned the food bags in the Eddie Van Halen thread.
I’m not sure I mentioned the tic before, but I’m pretty sure I mentioned the condition that caused me to need glasses for the first time as a teenager, which is an odd age to get glasses for the first time. My brother also has it, and he got his first pair when he was 22. My father had a milder version, and got glasses for near-sightedness for the first time in his forties. In my case, it’s much worse in one eye than the other, which is why it wasn’t diagnosed until I was 19, even though I should probably have been wearing glasses all through high school-- and since I was being treated for migraines, it was unusual that my doctor didn’t refer me to an ophthalmologist, but he probably relied on my better-than-20/20 exams from when I was a child and decided it wasn’t necessary.
Yay! My go:
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I worked as a classical music DJ for a radio station in Nebraska. Occasionally farmers would call in with requests.
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I have performed onstage to a sellout crowd at the Royal Albert Hall with four of the five surviving Monty Python members. And Carol Cleveland. And Neil Innes. But not John Cleese, the stuck-up bastard.
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I once won a free trip to Paris in a contest to see who could do the most push-ups in one minute. I won with 58.
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I learned the location of all the counties in England by tracing the train lines that ran through each of them on a map. I have since forgotten most of them.
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I once spent ten minutes alone in a room with an extremely drunk Kurt Vonnegut Jr. He kept wanting to know the score of the World Series game that was on at the time.
I’ll call #3, just because I remember from similar contests in the military that people doing push-ups very fast, with a proctor watching to make sure they were done with correct form had trouble breaking the 100/2 minutes. One very in shape guy won a contest in AIT with 103 push-ups in 2 minutes, and he was doing them awfully fast. I’m not questioning the ability of someone to do 58 push-ups, just the mechanics of squeezing 58 of them into one minute, so I’m wondering if you just made the numbers up.
ETA: #3 for Gyrate, just to be clear.
Dang. You got me.
And yes, I made the number up. But my father did indeed win a free trip to Paris when he was in the Navy. I have no idea how many push-ups he did but the man was seriously buff (and still is for an 86-year-old, although these days he’s doing Zumba classes instead of push-ups).
I wrote a whole dissertation about how somebody so worldly would not find themselves in jobs prone to such crime. But then I figured you were probably a banker in L.A. in the 90’s. 43 states is a crapload of travel, but these types of threads are prone to bragging (no judgment; I’m gonna humble brag the hell out of this thread), and that’s something that I’d bring up if I had done that.
**And who in their right mind would name their dog Boneless! Come on! I’ll go with D. **
Would like to state for the record that this thread is CONFUSING because of the ensuing anarchy. I do believe Why Child is the one on the clock (along with Ketchup and Bony).
Did we ever hear from racepug what his lie was? I want to know if he really was on the USMNT in '90 and '94.
All the traveling was before I was 13. Not necessarily worldly, just taken on vacation a lot. 
My father was a truck driver 40+ years, and he’d take 2-3 week vacations about twice a year. We’d go see all the things he only got to see the billboards for. (Major attractions cannot accommodate tractor trailer parking. Oooh, imagine the pissed off tourists! Plus, he wanted the family to go…) So by the time I was 13, I had been to Pike’s Peak, Devil’s Towers, Grand Canyon, Mt. Rushmore, Niagara Falls, Skyline Drive/Shenandoah Natl. Park, St Louisville Arch, Empire State Building, the Smithsonian, Old Faithful, you name it, if it was in one of those 43 states, I’ve been there. It was wonderful. (Keep in mind this would have been from 1967-1980, and long car trips were easier on the wallet. 
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And… WE HAVE A WINNER!!!
The dog’s name was Mustard, and the cat’s name was Boneless.
You’re up, Moonchild, and well done! 
(Who ever said I was in my right mind?! :mad: 
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We’re back! My apologies for the delay.
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I saw Neil Diamond in concert 10 years to the day of buying his first live album. They happened to be recording another live album that night… and there is a picture of me on the album.
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The woman who took my virginity became an adulteress with me one night after she got married.
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I chatted with Brad Pitt just before he took the altar to end his bachelorhood.
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My father died of a surprise heart attack two months after my seventh birthday. My birthday cake wish was that he would live forever.
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The painted circle directly under the basketball hoop on NBA basketball floors was my idea.
It’s got to be #5. How could a thing like that not be widely known?
#5 is true. 
Okay then, one more try from me. I’m guessing #3, as I thought Brangelina had a “secret” wedding. But well, you could be that close to them. Still, #3.
I hate to cut this short, but I have to leave for work. Somebody else should Choose their five.
Since I nailed Gyrate on the pushups, I’ll do five more:
A. I lived in the Soviet Union as a child.
B. When I was a little kid, I wrote a letter to Jim Henson (with my mother’s help) and he answered.
C. When I was in high school, I juggled professionally.
D. I was once arrested for skinny-dipping.
E. I once caused a car accident by falling asleep at the wheel.
Rivkah, I’m guessing C but only because it just doesn’t quite ring true to me…