Stories from the bullshítter.

A "friend" of mine used to boast about lads she was with on nights out but strangely no one was ever around to see these events in person. She'd never even chat up lads if anyone was around. She also lied to a friend about not being out the weekend previously and was photographed out that same weekend and still lied about it.

Some amount of bullshot on the powering tax fine with 6000 1 c coins thread

I have a friend like this, constantly making shít up, not necessarily in a boasting fashion, more in an - "I'm an expert on everything" kind of way. Only problem is, he's wrong about 90% of the time. The interesting thing I find is that he is always called out on it by our group of friends.

On the other hand, I've known others to tell the most blatant lies and never get brought up on it. I can't quite put my finger on why, but this unfortunate friend just seems to lack the conviction or something to successfully execute his lies.

He's got a real talent for back-tracking though, I'll give him that!

I used to live with a dude who told everyone he was an orphan. It would give him many sympathy votes. Then I met his Father.

KKkitty wrote: »

The same girl could be talking to me and we'd both see a black cat and she'd swear it was a white one.

Colour-blind liars are the worst kind.

Where To wrote: »

I could tell you a few gems but a taximan never tells tales out of school.

You're a taxi man? :P


But yeah, to add to the thread I have come across a few total bullshitters in my time. I never got the mentality of it All bullshitters "big themselves up" - its always the same.

But these people have to be fucking mad, stupid or such fucking fools.

admiralofthefleet wrote: »

frank had paid hundreds that morning to have the guitar professionally tuned

:rolleyes: Smell some bs here all right...

All this happened in Swansea twenty years ago, so that might explain a lot. A guy I knew called Lloydo told me that Metallica had nowhere to stay when they were playing in Cardiff so they stayed in his Aunties house and ripped a sink off the wall.
Pete Liar went to see Exodus playing in Cardiff at a place called The Venue, however The Venue had problems getting a fire cert so they kept on cancelling pre booked shows. My friends went up to Cardiff only to find out that the gig was cancelled and went drinking with the band in a local boozer. According to Pete Liar it was one of the best gigs he had ever been to and we were idiots for missing it.
My apprentice from the valleys beats those tools hands down though. According to him, the village he lives in is built in the shape of a dragon, jet fighters fly just ten feet above his house, his uncle crash landed a plane on Brighton promenade and when I asked him about the lamposts etc on the promenade he told me that his uncle 'unclipped' the wings, went to a motorbike show and saw a four wheeled bike, I said 'like a quad'? No, four wheels in line with each other like a roller blade.
And the best of all was, although Wales' mines have been decimated by the Thatcher era, apparantly he was driving one of those huge trucks for 'the biggest crane in the world'., I asked him how big the bucket was for 'the biggest crane in the world'? and he replied 'you could fit twenty double decker buses in it' He didn't last long.

A lad in Uni used to insist he was dutch, even though he was from Larne or somewhere like that. He used to say he would only shite at a specific time once a week.
He would insist he was seeing a south American model whos father owned an airline and liked him so much he could fly anywhere for free.
These are just the ones I remember. Every time you met him it was a new bullshit story. And none of it was told as a joke, he was being deadly serious about the lot.
I gave him a glowing badge at a party once, a badge I got as part of this promotional jagermeister competition I won. Basically there were very few other places to get this specific badge. A few weeks later I see him in a pub in Belfast wearing it and I say something like "you like the badge then." he proceeds to tell me this is not the same badge and that he got this one after banging one of the Jagermeister girls at some executive event.

I just dont understand why people do this. At first I thought it was funny but after I while I just felt bad for the guy. He talks this **** and everyone is laughing at him behind his back but you cant even tell them to stop because it's his own fault.

He was in the union once with a load of us, talking the same shite, and when he got up to go to the toilet everyone, without a word or signal to each other, everyone just stood up and spat in his pint.