Truth, Truth, Lie...a game

True, False, True

Grrrrrrr how do you get to know me so well in such a short time lol?

Perhaps I should explain the 1st one was in my mad youth we were pushing the car and it started to roll down a hill so us girls jumped on the boot (trunk) as it rolled down the hill.

The second one was nearly true the medic shoved me out by the door of A & E (ER) when I was taken to hospital and left me in my night attire to find my own way in and book myself in (bearing in mind this is when I had a raging fever and was admitted and nearly died!)

The 3rd one yes depending on what mood I am in for what sort of book and have several on the go at once.
 
I had forgotten what fun this thread was, but after I admitted the "tail" thing, I was sorta embarrassed to come back. But, here's 3 more for you guys to ponder.

1. I was nominated for a Pushcart for my poem, " A Pussy's Philosophy of War."

2. Lou Diamond Phillips is a distant cousin of mine.

3.I have eaten rattlesnake meat and liked it.

:)

Not really sure, here, but I'll go True, True, False
 
I had forgotten what fun this thread was, but after I admitted the "tail" thing, I was sorta embarrassed to come back. But, here's 3 more for you guys to ponder.

1. I was nominated for a Pushcart for my poem, " A Pussy's Philosophy of War."

2. Lou Diamond Phillips is a distant cousin of mine.

3.I have eaten rattlesnake meat and liked it.

:)

Hmm. True, true, false.
 
1. My dog and my girlfriend have the same name.
2. I am related to the king of Norway.
3. I am functionally immune to novocaine.
 
I had forgotten what fun this thread was, but after I admitted the "tail" thing, I was sorta embarrassed to come back. But, here's 3 more for you guys to ponder.

1. I was nominated for a Pushcart for my poem, " A Pussy's Philosophy of War."

2. Lou Diamond Phillips is a distant cousin of mine.

3.I have eaten rattlesnake meat and liked it.

:)

true false true
 
true false true


Dear Sweet Annie, EO and Mr Deep Asleep, dude!! where ya been? I have missed you and your stories about your GF and working at wally world, your wacky roomies and your diet of Ramen noodles and who could forget your Slam Poetry performance poetry competitions and all that jazz! , your life was always so interesting to me because mine is not...interesting to me, that is.

The fact that everyone of you who guessed, attributed a Pushcart Nomination to my poem did my heart, and my ego, a world of good, but alas, no Pushcart nod for me, not yet anyway.

Lou Diamond Phillips is related to me on my mother's side of the family but I have never net him.

My father had a friend years ago, a professional chef from seattle and he tricked me and my brother into eating it and when he told us what it was, we didn't care, just wanted more. It tastes sort of like chicken, lol.

y'all have a blessed day!

:heart:

julie
 
Dear Sweet Annie, EO and Mr Deep Asleep, dude!! where ya been? I have missed you and your stories about your GF and working at wally world, your wacky roomies and your diet of Ramen noodles and who could forget your Slam Poetry performance poetry competitions and all that jazz! , your life was always so interesting to me because mine is not...interesting to me, that is.


Aw, shucks. >=] Being drunk and irresponsible with an id like an infant tyrant isn't interesting, it's just funny, sometimes. I moved out of the city in feb. of 2008 to take care of my father. These days, I live in the middle of nowhere and keep a garden, and volunteer occasionally for a non-profit in Lincoln, take gen. eds at a local community college (best i can do in the middle of nowhere), that sort of thing. I have a cat and some dogs. The cat tolerates me and most of the dogs are jerk-faces, but I like them. I'm teaching the border collie to catch frisbees. I don't really drink, I've gained 20 lbs, and all-in-all, I don't mind the quiet, but the isolation is still bizarre.
 
Aw, shucks. >=] Being drunk and irresponsible with an id like an infant tyrant isn't interesting, it's just funny, sometimes. I moved out of the city in feb. of 2008 to take care of my father. These days, I live in the middle of nowhere and keep a garden, and volunteer occasionally for a non-profit in Lincoln, take gen. eds at a local community college (best i can do in the middle of nowhere), that sort of thing. I have a cat and some dogs. The cat tolerates me and most of the dogs are jerk-faces, but I like them. I'm teaching the border collie to catch frisbees. I don't really drink, I've gained 20 lbs, and all-in-all, I don't mind the quiet, but the isolation is still bizarre.

Uh, yes you ARE interesting and it is the way that you tell a story. You made me laugh, cry, want to just holler sometimes and at other times, I would just sit and read something you wrote and think, damn, I wish he lived closer, what a helluva cool friend Deep Asleep would be. Hell, my daughter would fall head over heels in love with you!

as for cats, that is all they ever do is just tolerate. I saw a show on Discovery about the domestication of cats and dogs and the jist of it is that dogs have been domesticated so long they do not return to the wild state, aka feral. But cats do and I had one named Squeaky, she had kittens, and one night I accidentally stepped on one while going to the kitchen for a midnight drink ( of water).

That crazy cat attacked me and I had to beat her off me with a rug, screaming for my hubby the whole time. I hated to do it, but she was removed from our home the next day. The lady at the rescue shelter said, "Oh, what a lovely cat! Why in the world would you want to get rid of her" To which Squeaky replied by sinking er teeth into the woman's wrist.


And your poetry....sigh, you write so well, say things just the right way. Get back to writing poetry, or else ;)

:cattail:
 
I'm focusing more on photography, right now. I don't think I'll stop with the poetry, but it's just not enough. I like being able to hold a good snap in my hand, at the end of the day.
 
1. My dog and my girlfriend have the same name.
2. I am related to the king of Norway.
3. I am functionally immune to novocaine.

I'm related to the first king of Ireland, so such kinship doesn't seem unusual.
I'll go with 1 as true since somewhat more interesting, so I'll say novocaine works for you.
 
Here's my new 3:
1) I got run over by a car, leaving tire prints on my chest
2) I got arrested for drinking beer on a city bus.
3) I got student of of the year award, with cash and plaque.
 
true/false/true

Seems like you've got me figured too!

The first was a New Year's Eve accident long ago - didn't want this girl to leave, so I sat on the hood of the card.
The 3rd was last year.
I did get arrested for smoking on a train a long time ago - I had too much to drink with my classmates, got my wallet lifted, and was so pissed I got on the train going the wrong direction (but I didn't spend that nite at home anyhow).
 
I couldn't think of any better rhymes, I guess I'm not much of a rhymer. My eyesite is pretty good. I ride my bike pretty far, but I'm not so into riding my bike that I wear lycra and bike gear. I walk a dyke to work sometimes.
 
truth

I once had the owner of Greenbrier...throw a french onion spoon at me..made me
cry...now I think I should have said ...you have issues...
 
Interesting.

Ok...here's mine.


1 I had an affair with a lesbian half my age.

2 I was recently declared officially dead

3 I had seven orgasms in less than twelve hours
 
I couldn't think of any better rhymes, I guess I'm not much of a rhymer. My eyesite is pretty good. I ride my bike pretty far, but I'm not so into riding my bike that I wear lycra and bike gear. I walk a dyke to work sometimes.
I took it as a weird variant on dike. There may be a connection between the slang and geographic terms.
 
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