when I say I’m going to Corby it’s just a euphemism.
“I’m going to a cider-making factory”
“Is it a pressing engagement?”
still works (kind of)
I like this one but I do prefer GET ON WITH IT!
Used to tell people my dad invented brine. Actually convinced 1 (one) person that this was true.
Also convinced someone that the inner liner for endtroducing was made out of belly button fluff.
Good knock.
A friend of mine used to date Charlie from Casualty’s son
I thought you looked familiar…
Saaake
My friend claimed he was the first person to ever get off at the recently opened Kirkstall Forge train station.
Good one!
Once tried claiming I was distantly related to that farmer who lives in the middle of the M62
OK OK I get that you all have solid track records of historic lying, but the question I posed was what the biggest lie you think you could get away with forever is.
That I know what I’m doing at work and am not constantly in a mild state of anxiety that people will call me out for the charlatan that I am any second now.
Now we’re sucking diesel!
Also, that I don’t suck diesel.
That I invented post-its.
How did you go about selling your idea to 3M?
This is both cool and not cool.