Do you really expect me to believe that?

storry tellers...i have one in me...lol

Smile and nod. Smile and nod. It's what I always say to myself.

Yeah I know just what you mean bro! Like this one time this guy was doing exactly that, so I was just like "dude bro we all know you're lying just shut up" and he was all like "Oh you totally didn't just diss me man!" and I said "yeah b*tch I did just diss you" and he like pulled this gun on me dude and I like used those martial arts I told you that I like learned from my girlfriend in another state and I like took the gun and he ran away. True story bro!

Hopefully they'll make a good movie soon!

I just started a group about beign around liars.

I had a boyfriend once that would lie for no reason at all about, say, what we did the night before. I was always standing next to him giving him the stink eye. It was odd, compulsive behavior.

I can't comprehend lying like that. I'm terrible at it. I've even been working on getting better.

they are entertaining, you know they are lying, they may pick up that you know they are lying, go with it, in one ear out the other

You sound like you are lying again. Stop it.

I work with one, He's good at his job so I just ignore it. After all, he's not hurting anyone.

Mooch off them when they get rich and famous

They are very insucure people that really think that if they blow up a story that you find them interesting and that their life will matter to someone. When I was young and before the Lord gave me confidence, I was like that, I did not like myself for it.

Some people just dont believe anything. I cought this fish once and when I tell people they always think Im lieing about it, so who cares?

Its is just a simple fishing story and they look at you like ... yeah right. Morons.

Me an my dad ... I was only about 11 ... went fishing and I cought this 7 foot stugeon on a river feeding into lake erie in Michigan. We were in this little canoe and it almost tipped us over. I fought it for hours, while my dad maintained the boat upright, and paddled to shore. We managed to get it on land, and we had to beat it with this log till it remained still. It was a gold mine of fishing lures. It had hundreds hanging from all areas around its mouth. my dad took a picture of me sitting on its back, but over the years the picture faded and was lost.

I dont get it. Why dont people believe me and my dad went on a simple fishing outing?

I keep telling you i dont lie! what is so hard to believe?! i really did travel back in time and meet jesus! god really! you're so distrusting!

LOL! I'd call bullsh*t on them in a heartbeat. But then again Loretta, you know how ballsy I can be. *grin*