Ok so our parents lied to us... but surely we have lied to them more? :wink:

One memory sticks with me of lying to my parents... just goes to show one does have to think before lying :?

I called my parents from a pub that i was in (under age) but hmmm... when i was asked where i was (fast thinking on my feet) i told my Dad i was in a 'Call Box' (doh! that'd be right... thinking on my feet an not from my brain lol ) thought nothing of it... i was with my mates we were happy... :)

Time to go home... walked through the front door only to be asked by my Dad just how many people were in the Call Box with me an did one of them have a ghetto blaster (he liked to call it that) with them... UH! just me!? {whats he talking about... ah! the lie... forgot about that... quick think! think!... need a back up plan here... er.... :help:}

Here goes nothing... Ok i confess... i was in Emsworth at a youth Disco (LIAR!) i didnt think you'd let me go so i told you a little fib... i'm sorry... (LIAR!) My parents were so nice... they said that i should've just been honest with them from the start :) ah well at least everythings ok... accept my bum was a little hot to say the least that evening... ouch! :hihi:

I think even to this day my Mum still thinks i went to a youth Disco :)

FAR FAR too many to remember!!

god i wouldnt know where to begin....

far toooo many... lol

L x

lol loads

"I'll be back in an hour"

"Someone else was smoking"

"I've only had a couple of drinks"

"Shes just a friend"

lol they sound like some familiar lines i've used plenty of times...
'it wasn't me'

'it's not my fault'

'i don't feel well, but i neeeeed to go to school today'

'their not my fags, im saving them for a friend'

L x

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Originally posted by Skatiechik
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I can't believe that! :hihi:

Originally posted by IanMitchell
I can't believe that! :hihi:

neither do i!!!

My worst one has to when I lied about the age of my boyfriend. I met him when I was 14 and he was 23 :o He looked really young so I told my mum he was 17. She thought that 17 was a bit to old but as he was so nice she came round in the end. We went out together for well over 2 years until he proposed and I said no as I was too young to be thinking about marriage!

She still doesn't know to this day!! I just daren't tell her!

Originally posted by FetishFairy
She still doesn't know to this day!! I just daren't tell her!

Lets hope your mum doesn't use Sheffield Forum then!

Loads and loads, however i do think the patial honesty 'own up' is the best policy.
Just like you Angel, a little bit of the truth but not the worst it could be.. i once went to a party and got really drunk (i was about 16 i think, sorry) and had drunk about a bottle of Taboo , yuk do you remember that ugh. I threw up badly in this guys bath and then lay on his parents bed, in the end i was left with no option but to call my parents to pick me up, they wanted a reason "its getting a bit roudy (sp?) and everyones drinking and i don't want to get involved" they came straight round and praised me for being 'grown up' ugh i must have looked terrible but hey they believed me.

Originally posted by IanMitchell
I can't believe that! :hihi:

I was a good girl :banana:

Originally posted by Skatiechik
I was a good girl :banana:

Yeah right :hihi:

I've never been able to tell a lie to my mum, she always sussed me out :shakes:

She still thinks I'm a golden boy though :heyhey: SO by not telling her anything Im not lying therefore I never get the 20 questions when I go for Sunday lunch :wink:

I know I lied about certain things but nothing REALLY serious cos I was mostly a good boy. I just used to nick food from the pantry and drink all the squash. :blush:. It was always something trivial like 'I didn't eat all the crisps' or 'I didn't eat all that Arctic Roll, honest!'

Both my parents sussed me on that one (Arctic Roll) and I got grounded for about 4 weeks cos I lied. Naughty naughty eh? :D I still LOVE Arctic Roll. MmmmmMMMMMmmm! :D

(warning: don't read this post while eating)

I once went up to central London for a meet-up, I was about 18. Got severely drunk and very hungry, pigged out on dry-roasted peanuts. Got the train back home from Waterloo, 30 minute train journey, started feeling very unwell as we got moving.

The carriage was quite packed - there were at least 4 people sitting in the same row of seats as me. I was feeling rougher and rougher. Hung my head down. ...and rougher. And rougher. You can see where this is going... I ended up throwing up all over myself, horrible orange re-processed dry roasted peanuts. It took me a few minutes to lift my head up again, but by the time I did there was nobody else sitting in my half of the carriage, it was like a ghost carriage.

When I finally got home, I at least had the sense to take my T-shirt off and put it in the bath with a load of water. The next morning, my mum asked me "what happened to your T-shirt?"

"Oh, somebody was sick on it."

"Not you?"

"No, somebody else at the meet, Simon."

"Oh, I thought it couldn't have been you, as it's all down the back".

The funny thing is, it was all down the back. I don't know whether I'd had my T-shirt on back-to-front, or whether I puked all over the train seat and then leant back in it, or what, but I was very thankful that it at least redeemed me a little in my mother's eyes :twisted:

I'm sure I've told far worse lies at some point in my life, but that one sticks in my mind (and all over my T-shirt)

I remember being caught out 'lying' a few times in my youth!!

Best one though was when I was 16 and left alone in the house for a weekend whilst parents away....after the usual lecture was told 'girly friends can come and go but NO lads in!!!!!

Yeah right!!!!!!!!!!

After a great weekend - lads by the dozen...even overnight....hee hee hee!!

House tidied etc etc Parents returned home whilst I was out when I came home I was immediately in the dog house - you promised me blah blah blah!!

Innocently I protested 'what have I done wrong??'

My Dad boomed how many girls pee and leave the toilet seat up.......damn you boys!!!!!!!!!!!!

:clap:

OMG where do I start? :blush:

When I was a teenager:

They've stopped issuing report cards at school, that's why you've not seen one this year.
I don't have to go to school today, it's closed for teacher training.
Everyone else gets £10 per week pocket money Mom, HONEST!
I don't know whose foundation that is Mom, why would I hide something like that in my room? :blush:


Then when I was in my twenties:

Can you put me some petrol in the car Mom, I've had to pay the car tax this month (4 times a year!)
We weren't doing anything, we were only in the same bed because it was cold!
I don't know what that is on my t-shirt, I must have sneezed! :gag: :blush:


Oh dear, I'm not the model son I always thought I was!

K x

Originally posted by shieshuk
My Dad boomed how many girls pee and leave the toilet seat up.......damn you boys!!!!!!!!!!!!
:lol:

my wife also got caught out by her parents when she was 16 - the reason they could tell she'd had a boy around was because somebody had been playing with her little brother's Lego :)