Two truths and a lie

[each]

...just hanging around, you know how she does.

My school was the only school henry VIII built so it was pretty ye olde.

[I ate all your bees]

Wow, that sounds ye olde. And ye posh-e. I bet he only built it so he could fill it with all his illegitamate children.

[each]

Wow, that sounds ye olde. And ye posh-e. I bet he only built it so he could fill it with all his illegitamate children.

Yeah it was pretty posh, you had to take a test to prove you were smart enough to be allowed in. Think alot of over acheiving upper-middle class kids who talked like they were never introduced to vouels or "t"s, their lack of grammer and enunciation was all but a clever ruse.

[I ate all your bees]

Er... *looks sheepish* I went to a school with an entrance exam. But I have been known to pronounce my 't's. Occasionally. And I am most definitely not over-achieving, what with me never living up to my potential mainly because my school has given me an inferiority complex, where an 'A' grade means "Acceptable", 'B' means "Baaaaad" and 'C' means "Just kill yourself now, you idiot". I think if you got a 'D' they might kill you themselves. All of which has taught me to think that it's not worth bothering, if nothing I do is ever good enough. Fortunately though, because I'm English, I will repress my phsycological problems until I'm in my late 40s. And it most definitely wasn't a posh school otherwise my parents never would have sent me and my sister there, what with us being liberal bastards and all.

From phsychological damage to the physical:

1. Yesterday I had an altercation with a paving stone and have developed cankles. I choose to interpret this as divine retribution for that one time (OK, several times) when I laughed myself silly over someone else's cankles. It's alright, she's a bitch.
2. At the end of Year 7 at my school they pack you off on a "Bonding week" at a Somerset activity centre (though you'd think this wouldbe more useful at the start of the year). During a mountain biking session, I fell off my bike and broke my wrist after, irony of ironies, my friend fell off her bike behind me and I turned round to look. She was fine by the way.
3. When I was 4 I fell off a tiny pedaly plastic tractor onto my chin. Don't ask my why I didn't put my hands out or anything because if I was malco-ordinated enough to fall off a tiny bicycle, I deserved to fall on my face.

[Cherith_Cutestory]

running with that theme:

Tim Robbins went to my school, but only stayed for a semester (and HAS expressed an opinion)
John Tuturro went to my school, and actually graduated from there
One of my proffesors was an extra in Silence of the Lambs

I'm going to say that the lie is about that Tim Robbins, you are trying to fool us with that "HAS expressed his opinion" just to give us false hope that it is true.

No, Tim Robbins did go to my school, and supposidly he HATED it there, unfortunitly super cool guy John Turturro did not graduate form my school

[each]

And it most definitely wasn't a posh school otherwise my parents never would have sent me and my sister there, what with us being liberal bastards and all.

Didn't stop my parents.

1: My Dad has seen The Rolling Stones live... at a tennis court.
2: I once scalped tickets to The Living End
3: My frind once gave The Strokes a pinapple at a cd signing

[Beamer]

Hmm... while 1 and 3 are crazier-sounding, I'll have to guess that #2 is the lie. Just 'cause.

[each]

Number 3 is the lie. It was a friend of a friend who gave them the pinapple.

Number two was less illeagal than it sounds. A friend gave me tickets but I couldnt go so I sold them to another friend.

[Beamer]

Ah, right. My friend and I scalped a ticket to Rock It once (annual music event, very similar to Big Day Out) - he'd won them off the radio and had given one to one of his other friends. Then when they pulled out and he had no-one to go with, we decided to go there and try to sell it (yes, I'm aware that I could've gone with him, but at this point, we only had the one ticket left, and neither of us had any money to buy another). It took us two hours, and finally, just when we were about to give up and go home, someone bought it off us.

Then we went into the city so my friend could use the money to buy something for his computer. He ended up accidentally leaving it in a shop when he went to use the toilet, and someone stole it. Sooo, the whole day was basically pointless, we might as well have just given the ticket away for free.

End of boring-ass story!

[ett]

Pineapples are a fantastic fruit.

Hey, I also went to a school with an entrance exam, but I think they just wanted to make sure you could spell and write. It wasn't necessarily only to select the best students. Believe me, we had some morons, but probably less than in public school.

I'm guessing that bees is lying about #1. The other two sound like they could have happened, but cankles don't just happen overnight (unless you just spent the day eating nothing but Crisco). I think I should know.

And actually, my #3 was the lie. I didn't swear at her, although I should've. I hate that girl but by the end of Grade 11 she was one of the only people left who considered me a friend, so even if I thought she was stupid and weird and selfish I didn't really feel like bitching her out.

[I ate all your bees]

I'm guessing that bees is lying about #1. The other two sound like they could have happened, but cankles don't just happen overnight (unless you just spent the day eating nothing but Crisco). I think I should know

Actually, #1 happened. And they blew up fast - fastest cankles in the west. They're going down now, thank God. #2 is the lie, it happened, but to someone else. I have never broken a bone. Yet.

[ett]

Well then, I am going to be very careful around paving stones, or I'll never see another ankle strap.

Since I'm stealing your idea, here we go:
1. This morning my cat scratched me. She's declawed.
2. I developed a nasty injury-type-thing on my Achilles heel over the weekend from a pair of shoes which I thought were well-broken-in.
3. I've got a bruise, the colour of which I can't even pinpoint, from walking into a table.

[Cherith_Cutestory]

I'm gonna guess 2 is a lie just cause I broke a new pair of shoes in today at work, and my feet are KILLING me, but Achilles is fine

[ett]

You'd be right, but a similar incident did happen to me a couple of weeks ago.

Needless to say, I'm in the market for some shoe shopping. I meant to go this morning, but got distracted by football paraphernalia and DVD's (by the way, AD season 1 is $25 on sale at HMV).

[Chelpo]

Which is the lie?

1. I'm 2 degrees of separation from Queen Latifa
2. I'm probably related to Custer
3. I have a pet tarantula