LIAH!
Maybe.
LIAH!
Maybe.
Why not.
I cut the lovely and talentedSarah Chang’s dress from her body with my Swiss Army knife in front of a half dozen people.
I got into a scuffle with Russell Crowe in front of a bar in Soho.
I used to talk to Bianca Jagger fairly regularly on the telephone.
The reveal:
[spoiler]1. Absolutely true. It was after “Love Boat” was off the air. I was in a restaurant in L.A. and there was a slight fracas over my date’s coat, which Ms. Tewes thought was her coat. I took it; she aimed a kick at the family jewels. I didn’t even recognize her; she had put on some weight and it wasn’t until one of the restaurant staff told me who it was that I knew.
False. I don’t even have a sister.
True. I got the idea from a comment by Ashleigh Brilliant. College cops have no sense of humor.[/spoiler]
I’ve already revealed that #2 was true. I can provide the story if you’re interested. Anybody want to guess whether my lie was behind door #1 or door #3?
OK here comes the truth…
[spoiler]
You were wearing blues, I bet. I don’t see anything that special about this; officers are usually pretty nice to trainees, and no TI would disrespect a Major General enough to defend a point he/she didn’t want defended.
RancidYakButterTeaParty, I call bullshit on #3. I also call Awesome Doper Name, and then I call Great Band Name.
Actually, you do. There was an MPSIMS or IMHO thread about that very event in 2003.
Details and/or URL please?
Well, since Idle Thoughts did it, I’ll post another three as well, though these will be much tamer, since my two good stories are already used up.
The following truths and a lie focus soley on my disgusting body.
1)I am male, yet can put both my my legs behind my head. However, While attemping this stunt once in college, I “unknotted” myself very rapidly, forcing my head backwards and struck it against the side of a crappy couch that had wooden armrests. I was in a radio studio at the time, and it caused a few seconds of dead air as the DJ rushed over to make sure I was alright. Him and my other friends that were there are fairly certain I had a mild concussion, though I didn’t bother going to the hospital.
Despite infrequent brushing and flossing as a kid, I have never had a single cavity, nor have I ever had braces, a retainer, or any other kind of treatment for my teeth other than a simple cleaning. I even lost a tooth in second grade, and the adult tooth didn’t come in until I was in sixth grade, after the teeth surronding it already grew into that space. However, my teeth naturally moved out of the way, and I didn’t need any corrective action. I also have not had any wisdom teeth removed.
“Cat Scratch Fever” is not just a song by Ted Nugent. It’s real, and I had it as a child. It consisted of a few weeks of having a lump and pain in my right leg, near the groin, and eventually it required a few days stay in the hospital and two surgeries to cure. I still have a two inch scar where they removed one of my lymphnodes.
In 1997, I had a “three-way” with Molly Shannon and a girlfriend of hers whos name I cannot recall.
In separate and unrelated incidents, I have been investigated (but never indicted) for: Arson, Murder, Carjacking, and Bank Robbery
I stabbed a very close friend of mine. Just for fun. More than once.
I know I’m a little behind, but the lie for me is:
I do not, in fact, have a good tooth. Or even any fillings, for that matter.
Falsey false.
Like others, I’m having trouble coming up with two truths so I’m going to do three.
When I was in junior high, one of my brothers dangled me head first in the stairwell in our house.
When I was in high school, I sent a fellow student off a stairwell landing because he bumped into me.
I initially failed my entrance physical for the military because my ears were clogged with wax.
I once took the entrance exam for the Metropolitan Police in Washington, DC–even though I knew there was no way I could pass their physical.
Nope, we were in the dorm and wearing BDUs at the time…and while my TIs didn’t say anything in front of the general, you can bet they expressed their opinions of my actions quite clearly after he left. The result of this incident caused a significant complication to the knee injury that marked the end of my illustrious military career. Of course, getting hucked down the staircase was probably the largest contributor, but that’s a whole different story.
Well, any takers?
Sounds like Lackland was quite a different place then! :eek:
I’ll play:
1.) Just last month I annoyed Nicole Kidman.
2.) I used to photograph Soviet warships, and I was told that one of the ships I shot (A guided missile cruiser IIRC, though it could have been a destroyer) had never before been photographed by a westerner.
3.) I have four cats.
Oh, and some guesses:
#1 is the lie for Winston Smith
#3 is false for Lute Skywatcher
I came back to set the record straight:
Two of you guessed that the lie was #3. Actually, that was true. I didn’t fly from 1973 until 2004. The phobia did go away and I had no problems flying at all. Not even nervousness before hand – just excitement.
The lie was about the Hemingway cat. I’ve always wanted one.
I’m gonna say #2 is the fib, even though it seems perfectly plausible.
Mine:
I was struck in the face with the butt of a shotgun wielded by a thief interested in stealing my friend’s brand new motorcycle.
My best friend and his girlfriend went to a train station and lay down on the tracks until a train came and ran them over.
I talked my way out of being arrested for possession three hours after dropping a heroic dose of LSD.
Hmmm, lesseee…
-I once ordered a coffee at Tim Hortons with a bunny puppet.
-When my rat Bettina had her babies, I tried a little rat milk just to see what it was like.
-I successfully took off, piloted, and landed a helicopter in a professional-level flight sim.