Tell Blatant Lies About....Yourself

I hate visiting Las Vegas. It's such a boring town. Nothing to do but sit in your hotel room and wish time would magically speed up. At least they give you a Bible to read and pass the time. It's a decent book, I wonder if they'll ever get around to writing a sequel...
 
Im well hung, great looking. Super Rich and many people knock down my door to have sex with me.

Oh wait, wrong thread. I thought this was tell blatant TRUTHS about yourself. Was that wrong???🤣🤣🤣
 
I hate the rain. Oh gosh, it makes me so depressed. And the clean air after a rain? Disgusting!
 
I came here as a missionary, and I don’t know why people giggle when I tell them that
 
I'm wearing my cardboard crown from Burger King and selling pictures as King Charles III in Tijuana for $5 a pop. My impersonation is right on point.
 
The cops keep showing up at my house and want to look in the basement. I don't know why.
 
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