I stole a gnome out of @JerseyJade's lawn and blamed it on the kid next door, who she then got in an epic game of rock, paper, scissors, lizard, spock with. And lost, she has since replaced the gnome but will be forever scared by the incident.
I went out once with Michael B Jordan (before he was famous). We went to dinner at a kind of hole-in-the-wall Italian place where he seemed rude to the waiter. He was probably not as nice as the the gnome that BrendaD dated.
Hmmm ... if all of it a blatent lie? Or just a part of it?
I am an absolute sex god with the body of a professional bodybuilder, the stamina of a racehorse and the athletic grace of a sprinter on performance enhancing drugs.