Actually, that was a lie.
What sorts of things haven’t you done lately?
Actually, that was a lie.
What sorts of things haven’t you done lately?
I haven’t had sex with Jennifer Garner lately.
I WISH that was a lie. 
Just the other day I didn’t play ping-pong with Chairman Mao.
True story!
I didn’t play second base for the Orioles last season.
I didn’t become Ambassador to the Bahamas.
I didn’t put the ram in the ram-a-lam-a-ding-dong. Lately, or ever. I haven’t put the Ram in 4-wheel drive lately either.
So then you lost your first professional boxing match? Sorry to hear that.
I didn’t get to second base with Mark Bellhorn last night.
I didn’t hit the jackpot in Vegas last night!
No clothed thread running for me of late…
I shot the sheriff, but I didn’t kill the deputy.
I sure as hell didn’t sign up to be Michael Jackson for E!'s reenactment.
I haven’t made any jump shots lately.
I didn’t visit the Marianas Trench in 1960. Not at all. Not even for 20 minutes.
I didn’t sing “Tarantara” in “Pirates of Penzance” for the D’Oyly Carte Opera Company.
I didn’t get Twickster to forgive and forget about that series of unfortunate incidents even though I sent roses.
I didn’t learn to whistle.