The rules are simple: just make 3 statements about yourself, 2 of which are falsehoods and 1 of which is the truth. The more creative the lies and outlandish the truth, the better. Identify the truth either at the bottom of your post or in a later post. Fun for the whole family!
OK, I’ll get the ball rolling:
(1) I memorized the value of pi out to the 15th decimal point in the 6th grade and can still remember it today.
(2) I once spent a summer working as a pool-boy for a pool maintenance company, and one of our clients was a certain O.J. Simpson.
(3) I can balance an M&M on the tip of my nose and then, without using my hands, pull it into my mouth with my tongue.
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(1) Afraid so. What a geek am I.
(2) Unfortunately not. That would have been kind of cool, though.
(3) Nope, although my wife can perform that little trick. Hubba hubba.
I can juggle up to five beanbags in a reasonably competent manner.
I once drove from Vermillion, South Dakota to El Paso, Texas in an orange Volkswagon Beetle without stopping (apart from the usual food, gas and potty breaks).
I once started a thread remarkably similar to this one.
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Nope – can’t do more than three.
Nope – it was State College, Pennsylvania to Linicoln, Nebraska.
In 7th grade, I memorized pi to the 25th decimal place, and still remember it.
I have found well over 50 four-leaf clovers in my lifetime, along with several five-leaf clovers, two six-leaf clovers, and one seven-leaf clover.
When I had a beard, I dressed as Karl Marx for a photography project my friend was doing. The looks we got were priceless.
False. Actually, it was the 50th place.
True. I grew up in a state park, so I had large patches of clover to spend my time searching. I really didn’t have many friends as a child.
False. I actually dressed as Jesus. We even made a wooden cross. He got an ‘A’ on the project. The looks we got were, indeed, priceless. Especially from the priest who lived a few houses down.
I am known within my coven for having the most disorganized and messy Book of Shadows.
I have been turned for credit cards that my husband has been approved for, when we have the same address, same banking information, and his credit is worse than mine.