Two truths and a lie answers (Community Edition)
11Really enjoyed @hollboll 's idea of separating the threads to allow people to continue to participate without immediately learning the answers. Feel free to put your three options as well as the answer. If you'd like to share a story feel free! Stories are awesome.
@studerc
1. @studerc has a copy of Pokemon Blue with all 150 pokemon each at level 100.
2. @studerc broke the world record for consecutive pogo stick jumps in a row at the age of 13.
3. @studerc broke his high school's varsity baseball single season home run record with 19 as a freshman
The answer!
@studerc didn't break his high school varsity homerun record as a freshman. I didn't hit for power, instead I broke the single season on-base percentage and batting average records at, .600 and .578 respectively.
Story 1:
When I was 13 I did indeed break the record for consecutive pogo stick jumps. We felt that we validated the information well enough to prove the record was beaten. We had video tapes and jump counters and sent all the evidence in. The original record was 70,076 jumps in 10:05 hours non-stop. I crushed the record going 85,607 in 12:03 hours. Long story short, Guinness decided not to validate the attempt and refused to honor the record. Even after a few months of going back and forth they continued to refuse arguing all sorts of parameters from the types of evidence, to the venue, and even the pogo stick itself. It was a pretty rough couple months. I learned how to pee while jumping on a pogo stick though, so, resume booster!!
Story 2:
Back in 1998 I received my first copy of pokemon red. A friend of mine received pokemon blue and while great friends, we were extremely competitive. Before starting our Pokemon journeys we created a list of accomplishments we would race to see who could compete each area the fastest. Of these, we raced to see who could level up the most unique pokemon to 100 in a year. After the year, I had 75 and he had 70. I ended up trading him a 12 pack of pop, some gameboy games, and a bunch of candy for his pokemon blue. He obliged since he got Pokemon Yellow and preferred it over blue. He did ask to trade over a few of his favorites. In the end, since his game was in better condition than mine, I elected to keep his game as my own and transfered all of my 100's that he didn't already have copies of. Out of both games we had about 110 unique level 100 pokemon. I finished the rest of them off slowly over the next couple years. The game sits inside my safety deposit box today.
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HASHTAGS ARE THE FUTURE but anyway https://meh.com/forum/topics/two-truths-and-a-lie-community-edition#568f1080c8c2075c096aa3bc
@Lotsofgoats Well played. I still like my option better. :)
@lichme
1) @lichme was set on fire whilst sleeping after accelerant was poured on him (20 Votes)
2) @lichme has had a family member on Maury, who's alleged baby daddy was proven to not be the father (23 Votes)
3)@lichme has been stabbed in the ass (8 votes)
Before story time, let me just get this out there. My family is, for a lack of a better word, different. I honesty wish I had the time, or skill, to write a book. I have no idea how I turned out so "normal", but every single time my dad was drunk when I was growing up, he'd always give me a long speech about how I shouldn't grow up like the rest of my siblings. It was often referred to as "the drunk talk". As funny as it was to hear him ramble on, I always took what he said to heart.
1) I have, in fact, been set on fire whist sleeping, after 2 of my siblings poured lighter fluid on me. They used to enjoy scaring the crap out of me when I was sleeping, by yelling "FIRE" really loudly and making a commotion. I guess one day, they decided to actually set me on fire before doing it. They also spelled out the word "DIE" on my pillow with the fluid, and torched it so it was burnt in. Luckily there were blankets nearby I used to extinguish the fire.
2) I have not had a sibling on Maury who's baby daddy was proven not to be the father. He was proven to be the father of both children tested. The things she said during the taping, I couldn't believe. If I was in the audience, I would have boooed her myself. And yes, she did stand up multiple times and say "STFU, you don't know me"
3) I have been stabbed in the ass. Any guesses who did it? If you guessed, my brother, you'd be correct. I was sitting down on a bench beside him, and out of nowhere he pulled out a butterfly knife from his pocket. Being the douche that he is, he was "pretending" to stab me with it. I got up, and went to leave, when I felt it. A knife, right in the ass cheek. I bled, a lot. I didn't cry, I was more just surprised at what actually just happened. He maintains that he never actually meant to stab me. He also used to shoot me with dog food and a slingshot (hurt way more then being stabbed). One of the dumbest things he's ever done was using my dads .22 to fire a blank round at me. Yes it was a blank (luckily), however it was pressed directly on me, burning right through the sweater I was wearing and leaving a pretty nasty mark. The blanks were kept near the live ammo, and it could have been a lot worse. My dad kept the gun on his workbench, however the bolt was kept in a hidden location that wasn't hidden good enough.
There is still a ton of drama with my family, and luckily, I don't have to deal with it nearly as often now that I moved to another country.
@lichme My heart breaks for the child you were that went through this. I'm so glad that you turned into an amazing adult (who provides us with great trackers) and were able to get away from such abusive family members.
1 - @Thumperchick Has hung out with a member of the Beach Boys. (11 votes)
2 - @Thumperchick's first job started when she was 13 - as a LAN assistant. (13 votes)
3 - @Thumperchick as a teenager, performed on stage with a member of Steppenwolf at a NAMM show. (19 votes)
1 - TRUE! My dad's band was playing a street fair/festival and a member of the Beach Boys was there just jamming out - got to hang out with him back stage. I may have forgotten which Beach Boy though... oops?
2 - TRUE! My Mom worked for an early Charter School in CA and had me enrolled. I got in trouble for something, so she made me come with her for a while and when I'd finish my schoolwork, I would follow around the IT guys and pester them with a million questions. They figured out the best way to shut me up was to put me to work. They then realized it would go better if they paid me. So I was a LAN assistant at 13. When the school folded a few years later, I returned to regular high school and back to the land of a normal teenager. Made my first real "teenager job" seem a lot crappier in comparison.
3 - The LIE - sort of! Steppenwolf did not drag my ass on stage at a NAMM show - their opening act at the time was playing the show and did. There were a few members of Steppenwolf floating around backstage, though. I managed to sing a song without falling off the stage, then hid from them to avoid an encore.
This is what happens when your dad is a musician in Southern California and you're really good at setting up and tuning the equipment. You get to go to a lot of shows and meet a ton of interesting people. I do wish I remembered more from those days, or realized then how unique that situation was - I'd have even better stories.
@Thumperchick Sounds like you have amazing parents. Musicians/artists are usually the nicest down to earth people. You are lucky to have memories or being on stage surrounded by great music. Also, charter schools are the best schools. I was on a waiting list for my kids but they never got in because I found out too late about the school. No wonder you are such a sweet, helpful, smart person you had great parents
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@marklog's favorite karaoke song is "Kiss" by Prince (17 votes)
"Kiss" is not only my favorite karaoke song, but my only karaoke song. Pretty much the whole bar shuts down when the Great White Whale gets up and going to this one.
@marklog isn't allowed to adopt pets anymore. (25 votes)
I am not allowed to adopt pets anymore, but not because of... you know. We could not produce proof of frequent veterinary visits for the dog that we had so the adoption center declined us, if you can believe it, so we had to go to a breeder. My wife says that we have a really bad puppy credit score.
So that leaves getting tackled by a secret service agent. (9 votes)
Not true. Completely made up. Not even close.
@marklog I think that's what they call karma, my friend.
I jest. I fully believe that the unfortunate probe incident was performed in fact for the sake of the ostensible victim. I know many of us like to mock you for it, but I actually see what you did as heroically selfless; if anything, I feel sorry for you. Now, if I for a moment thought that you enjoyed it . . .
@connorbush had a portion of my tongue bitten off by a wiener dog. 23 stars
True. I was petting the tummy of the dog and making goo goo gah gah baby faces at it. Some girl said "sick em boy" in a joking way. Unbeknownst to her, it was a fox hunting dog.
It flipped over, as we were face to face, and bit the tip of my tongue. My tongue hung there by a thread of skin. The tongue grows back.... painfully.
connorbush said Wednesday at 2:54 PM 23 Reply
@connorbush was mistakenly diagnoses with hemochromatosis and lived with that for about a week. 6 stars
True. I guess they fouled up my blood tests.
connorbush said Wednesday at 2:55 PM 6 Reply
@connorbush broke my ankle when a kid kicked me in the ankle with his steel toe boot. 16 stars
THIS IS FALSE. My ankle was just severely sprained. I was a little kid at a day camp. Told my counselors about it but they wouldn't let me sit down or call my parents. They made me keep playing capture the flag. I had a space boot thing for over a month cause how thrashed my ankle was.
1: @thejackalope I have a signed limited edition replica 1996 Memorial Day paint scheme car hood for Dale Earnhardt.
(11 Votes)
2: @thejackalope I have seen the Mona Lisa in person.
(16 votes)
3: @thejackalope I have gone swimming with, and touched, a wild dolphin (i.e., not at Sea World or something similar).
(8 votes)
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1: True! Won it in a contest as a kid. My lucky year was 13 years old. Won this and tickets to a NASCAR race in the same year. It is a limited run 1/1996 1:2 scale replica hood of the car from the all-star race that year.
2: True! Took a gap year between HS and college to go to a school that had a few campuses in Europe. In between terms, I backpacked around, including a visit to the L'Ouvre. It's a lot smaller in person.
3: LIE! It was a manatee. I was snorkeling at Peanut Island in West Palm with my in-laws Christmas 2014. Sister-in-law got a shot of it with her waterproof camera. Even made me a mug with the picture on it :)
@thejackalope - The Mona Lisa is so much smaller than you expected, right?
@KDemo Yeah, that's what I meant... The L'Ouvre is pretty big. Spent 4-5 hours there, and I remember feeling like I'd barely even explored it.
@thejackalope I used to watch the tide come in at Peanut Island from across the water at my desk. Best cubicle view I have ever had.
@thejackalope Manatees are an (They were removed off the list just days ago) endangered species and it's against federal law to touch them. Just a warning.
@Bogie
Yay!
Manatees are high on the list of animals I love.
@KDemo
One of the Doobie Brothers came to a barbecue at my house. (6)
Knew Tiran Porter well enough to receive an invitation to his wedding. I invited people (including Tiran) to a barbecue at my house, forgetting the cast iron barbecue had rusted through. I hurried to town and bought a Weber, Tiran deftly assembled it and the party prevailed.
I appear in a Huey Lewis and the News video just for a second. (6)
I may have been in a HL&TN video, but ended on the cutting room floor, probably not. I must have seen them 100 times in smaller clubs before they got huge. My brother even played with Chris Hayes before HL&TN days. So, this is the lie.
Congrats, @jqubed, @Cerridwyn, @thismyusername, @joelmw, @capguncowboy, and @medz – I could not trick you.
I went to Janis Joplin’s Christmas party. (28)
I was still in school in Marin County when my friend and I picked up a hitchhiker going to Big Brother & the Holding Co’s Christmas party. We followed colorful paper diamonds posted along the road to their house in Lagunitas. (Big Brother’s logo/symbol was the God’s eye). We went in, their huge tree was decorated with God’s eye ornaments. Janis came into the room with the fabled bottle of Southern Comfort actually dangling from her hand. She was drunk, we were kind of scared so we left.
You guys are mean... and absolutely correct, I am not very cool.
Story 1. My diploma says that I graduated on December 25, so that leave one week after to be New Years Day. A friend of mine who was still going to school there and I decided that we wanted to be different on New Years Eve and launch a model rocket that he had had in his garage for a few years instead of fireworks at midnight. We rushed to build the rocket before midnight and decided that we only had time to prep it for a single stage, even though the model allowed for it to be two stage. We get the model finished in time and get ready to launch it at midnight. Midnight comes and we hit the launch button. Nothing. We check our connections, and they are all fine. We determined that the motor we were trying to use had gotten wet in his garage over the years and was no good, so our midnight launch was a failure, but we really wanted to launch the rocket, so we decided that we would get new motors in the morning and go ahead and set it up for a two stage launch since we were no longer rushed for time. So, launch attempt number two, we set up in an unused field on campus right next to one of the soccer fields. We press the launch button. This time, with new motors, it soars off of the platform as intended. So far, so good. Stage one motor reaches the end of its fuel and goes to ignite stage two; this is where it all goes wrong. Stage one fairly violently explodes - tail fins going everywhere, parachute and padding completely burnt, top half of the rocket in shreds. But, this explosion still manages to ignite stage two. Without tail fins or anything to keep the rocket in any sort of predictable path, this thing goes everywhere; figure eights in the sky and what not. It was awesome. Stage two ends and what remained of the rocket drops into the field. My friend and I can do nothing but laugh at such a spectacular show, right up until the point that I see a tiny flame emerging when the crash site. This flame did not stay tiny for long as we rushed to put it out. Even with both of us trying to put it out, it was still growing at a rapid pace and we realized that we were not going to be able to stop it. Shit. Fuck. 911. Help. Please. Campus police show up and watch as two engineers desperately try to put out a spreading field fire. Watching, and laughing. They were laughing at us. Fire department eventually shows up, calmly strolls over to the fire, and very casually puts it out. After it is out and the fire department is packing up, the fire chief comes to question us. "So, y'all started this?" Yes sir, model rocket accident. "OK." And he leaves, just like that. We knew we just had to be in so much trouble and we just got an "OK" from the fire chief; happy new year to us I guess.
Story 2. When I was 5, my parents were in charge of our church's youth group. One night, the youth group went bowling and my parents decided to take me with them instead of leaving me at home with my sister, who was sick at the time. I was there, so they decided to let me bowl with the youth group, even though they were all high schoolers. Even with the smallest ball the alley had I could not do anything other than get gutter ball after gutter ball. Then again, I was not that much bigger than the ball... Every time I rolled the ball, the change in mass and momentum would case me to fall over to one side (the left, I think). One of the members of the youth group, a big football player, noticed this, and asked his dad if he could roll a ball down the lane to my right to make me think that I actually got a few pins. Great idea, make a little kid feel good about himself. So I go to make my next gutter and he lines up behind me without me knowing. I make my shot and as I let go of the ball, he starts to make his shot. This is the one time that I fall to the right. Ball hits me in the head. Broken skull and a subdural hematoma. To this day, I actually feel bad for the guy; he tries to do a nice thing and almost kills me.
TL;DR - Model rocket accident at school and a football player throwing a bowling ball at a little kid.
@Sabre99 You cheated. You are too cool.
man... i didn't know we had to tell stories or i would have picked truths with better stories behind them. oh well, here's the answers:
I once was pictured on the cover of my city's Parks and Rec summer activity guide doing a roundhouse kick.
I keep a full bottle of vodka on my desk in plain sight at work.
I once delivered a baby.
met Glenn Close
9 votes
met David Spade
11 votes
met Christopher Walken
10 votes
I win! 11 of you fools thought I've met David Spade. That never happened, cartbags! I met Glenn and Christopher on 2 occasions! Once on set and again during the filming of a sequel at a fancy hotel party. Nice people. The cocktail shrimp was nasty, though. @Barney knew the lie right away! Well done.
@medz - At my son's bar, they call the walk-in Christopher.
@medz How long as 9 plus 10 equaled 11? Have I been doing math wrong my whole life?
@KDemo that's awesome
@Sabre99 shut it, right?
Has played roller derby in the past.
8 votes
Has flown in an airplane.
29 votes
Was hit by a car while walking to a Pro-life rally as a child.
12 votes
Obviously, I should have picked a better lie.
I did play roller derby for about a year and a half. It was probably the best time of my life and was way too short-lived. My derby name was Violet Renegade. I've mentioned it here before. I didn't think anyone would actually remember, however @Barney proved me wrong.
I have never been in an airplane. I'm not afraid or anything, just have always been too broke to take vacations that require a flight and have never had anyone to visit that was far enough to necessitate flying.
I was hit by a car while walking to a Pro-life rally when I was ten. I was crossing the street at a crosswalk, with lights, when a college kid was too busy goggling at all the people to notice my adult brother and I crossing. I was even carrying the signs. My mother and her best friend were crossing right behind us and had to witness my brother and I being hit. It was pretty bad from what I've been told, but I have never been able to remember anything between the time we got out of the car and I asked to carry the signs to a period about a week later in the hospital. My left leg was broken in two places, my right one was fractured and I think something happened to my pelvis. I don't remember all the details now, but I was in a cast from toes to hip for three months and it was hell. haha
side note My views are not as militant as they were as a child.
@jml326.
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1) I work on Breast and Ovarian cancer immunotherapy
-Being trying to save second base for 11 years
2) I made 2 appearance on extreme makeover home edition
-They filmed 2 episodes near me and I made 15-30 seconds of tv time each time. The shows are a fun idea and if you think you have skills to help don't bother they will make you do grunt work. If you don't mind that go for it. It is after all a real building that will be occupied so they have to use volunteer contractors who are licensed. But on my second taping I got to meet and hang out with the kids from Modern Family. Sarah Hyland however was not there...
3) I am a collector of remote control helicopters.
Lies Lies Lies. I don't have a single one. Come to think I don't think I own any RC toys.
Sorry votes were
1 3
2 22
3 7
@jml326 My bad, I thought being here at Meh automatically made you a collector of remote controlled helicopters.
You mean you don't have to click buy it every day?
@djslack
I've seen the many rc items here and have ordered them for my brother in law once. But i just don't het 15 mins of olay time for 2 hours of charging. Just let me shot my bb gun or paintball marker.
Since one is obvious, it's between the other two ... and I think this autographed rarity on a wall here offers a better clue than my dozens and dozens of catshirts.
I was adopted
LIES!!! The two people involved in conceiving me are the two people that raised me!
I used to drive a pickup truck
My first vehicle (well, sorta, my parents owned it and insured it, but I drove it) was a truck! I loved it, but my dad sold it, so I bought myself a small car...still have it 9 years later!
I'm colorblind.
Yup. I'm one of those rare females who is colorblind (my sister is also colorblind, but doesn't like to admit it. My poor mom was the only non-colorblind person in the family!). My husband won't let me teach our girls colors.
I used to work in a warehouse, and worked with all guys, and was the only colorblind person!
Here are my stories.
In 2004, before YouTube existed, I built a custom nitrous purge for my buddy's SRT4 Neon. The nitrous purged out of the ram on the front of the car's nostrils and the eyes lit up red. We put the video on our car club forum's website to show our friends locally and it went viral. The next day we had hit our bandwidth cap for hosting, and someone that copied it and hosted it at their college held the link that went round the world. I wish I had any idea how many views that had.
I never went to Spacecamp.
I don't want to offer too many details about the clocktower. I think anything like a statute of limitations is hopefully long gone, but I did in fact make it play dueling banjos instead of the Westminster Chimes. A few times it played the whole song, just testing (that sounds CRAZY in chimes when it starts really breaking it down). The melody infected the campus. You'd hear poeple humming or whistling it. A professor once said, upon hearing it chime during class, that "the clocktower is advising you to sleep with your sister."
In the Penn & Teller spirit of "no permanent damage" I left explicit instructions on how to change it back on the computer that ran the system, but as I understand it, someone overreacted and pulled the plug on it. Sadly, as far as I know it never chimed again. So I'm not really comfortable with committing much about that story permanently to the internet, but if you ever catch me in person I'll share the whole story
@Humper Answers
1) I once pissed in and took a Gatorade from Styx's tour bus. (7 votes)
2) I once shared my bedroom with a cow named Tyrone. (9 votes)
3) I attended seminary school. (12 votes)
1) TRUTH! I was in Buffalo NY overnight for work, and I started to drink my dinner at the Hotel Indigo bar when I struck up a conversation with the fellow to my left. Turns out he's a tour bus driver for Styx. They're on their way from Boston to an Indian casino in the the Southern tier of NY for a concert the next day and stopped there for the night. We proceed to drink the bar closed and then stumble down the road to a real bar and shut that down as well. On the way back we stop at the tour bus so he can show me the gold accents and finery that the band enjoys (they were sleeping in the hotel obviously) and I decided to partake in the fine bathroom and take, when offered, a Gatorade for the next morning. One hundred percent true story.
2) TRUTH! grew up on a farm in Upstate NY, where it can get pretty cold. Had a calf, named Tyrone, who got sick and we were trying to get well. Tyrone had to be kept warm and my bedroom was closest to the wood stove that heated the house. So, parents built a pen in my room next to the stove, lined it with tarps and hay, and I had a black and white mixed roomie for a couple of weeks. Unfortunately Tyrone died and being the hillbillies that we are, we decided we couldn't wait till spring and bury him with the ground already frozen so we put him in a couple of burlap sacks and drove to a bridge and tossed him over the side. Much hilarity.
3) LIE, but not that far from the truth. I am a Born again Christian and after HS entertained the thought of becoming a minister, and I have in the past been a certified Lay Speaker in the United Methodist Church. That meant I could organize and lead worship services in any Methodist church, I could perform burials, bring Communion to people once a minister consecrated the elements, and a few other responsibilities. However, I never went to seminary and the politics that I was exposed to (even back in 1997 as a teenager) put me off becoming a formal preacher.
@Looseneck answers:
LIE:
Has lived in one state all my life - 12 votes
Born in upstate NY, raised in Central NJ, moved out to CO on a whim at 23, then moved back to Central NJ because I missed family, friends and the ocean.
Has been driving for 30 years and owned only 4 vehicles - 12 votes
What can I say? I hate buying and selling cars. All the haggling about undercoat and sealer and warranties - I want to pick what I want and give them my money instead of dancing around with sales and managers and finance people.
Wants to live and work on a farm - 19 votes
I want to be one of those people selling you my veggies and meat at the weekly farmer's market and from my farm stand on the road to the homestead. I want goats and chickens and piggies and cows. I would love to be outside all day.
@sammydog01 answers:
1. I was a pre-med until I decided I hate sick people. (8)
LIE. I knew I hated sick people long before I chose a major.
I have a black belt in karate (14)
TRUTH I have a second degree black belt in tae kwon do. I stopped briefly when I moved and learned that my constant hip pain was from karate and not because I was in my thirties. I was sad to quit but my limp has not come back.
I once performed at Carnegie Hall. (12)
TRUTH I was the harpist for my college orchestra and we played a concert at Carnegie Hall. I don't know if the local alumni organization set it up or what, but it was kind of cool. We did record an album (on vinyl), and I just learned that you can purchase it on Itunes. Should they be sending me money?
1. @mikibell has a motorcycle license. 22 votes
Truth..before kids, my husband and I would ride all over the East Coast on a Goldwing. For safety sake, I wanted to know how to make the beast start and stop, so I enrolled in a rider safety course at our local college. Just had to take the written test at DMV, the driving test was done at the class.
2. @Mikibell became the mother of a teenager TODAY!! 6 votes
Truth..my babydoll turned 13..pray for me!!!!
3. @mikibell majored in computer science in university. 16 votes
I thought this was a fairly obvious lie..😀 I majored in English Literature and Politics in university. I became a programmer by accident/luck. My husband majored in computer science or whatever it was called a billion years ago. He helped me learn about PCs. I helped a friend with his PC while I was in college and he was impressed enough that he helped me get my first job out of school where I learned through ojt how to program in assembler and COBOL. As luck would have it, my rounded knowledge has kept me employed through 3 waves of offshoring of my jobs.
I have a boring life...no movie stars or famous musicians in my purview.
@mikibell - Awww, sweet. But your babydoll doesn't look a day over 1. lol
@mikibell I had to code a script that ran a daily report and sent it to a server at a bank. simple on my end, but then the bank tells me it's an old COBOL server so it has severe limitations (most pertinently its inability to pull files)
meanwhile here's me who's only heard about COBOL in a "history of computing" class 🙈
@mikibell I think @Lotsofgoats is telling you that you are old. :)
@Barney why do you have a badge
@KDemo she is about 10 months in that picture ..and how I still think of her. She snuggled up with me yesterday and promptly fell asleep. It was like she was little again...sigh of happiness..
@Barney I think you are correct..but I am not as old as the computer languages I know. I am a strange mix of new and old..I have learned VB and java and HTML as well as SQL and a crapload of proprietary languages.
I probably could have just stopped at "I am strange.” 😉
@Lotsofgoats My Romulan cloaking device broke and I haven't found any replacement parts.
@Barney probably was coded in COBOL, sorry I can't help
@mikibell for the record it was more about "wow people still use COBOL" (or probably more like "wow banks are cheap as hell and won't ever decommission tech") 😌
@Lotsofgoats no worries.. :) the programs at my company are older than I am! We are in the process of replacing all of our cobol programs...
I had to learn COBOL in college because "everyone still uses this and you need to be able to fix the Y2K bug"
Have used it exactly zero, although I have had to deal with some fixed width file data interfaces that I'm sure are COBOL on the other end (or emulating the original COBOL for compatibility).
@mikibell I attended a Christian liberal arts college, majoring in biblical studies (for a while I double majored in English--didn't complete due to lack of discipline and time--and my focus on the Bible was more literary than theological) and biblical languages (Hebrew and Greek). I coached a church bible quiz ( a little like High School Bowl, if anyone remembers that) team and met a guy who had attended the same college at the same time (we didn't know each other). He'd majored in computer science and ended up a youth pastor; I was working at the time in testing and development for a software company (software, business analysis, technology implementation, systems integration is still my career). That job was the best I've ever had, I think.
@jaremelz
This is true. An old boyfriend found out the hard way that my feet are very ticklish. I didn't kick him, but my first reaction was to throw a punch. Whoops. We stayed together for a couple more years though. He liked soup.
Also true. In Arizona, eating in a restaurant when outhe of nowhere, a large group of cars sped in and came to a stop. Guns came out, and they began shooting and trying to get into the restaurant. The manager, who was incredibly brave in my eyes, ran towards them, shoved them out, and locked the doors. We were trapped in there while waiting for police, and even theneed they refused to leave. One guy took out a machete and had a standoff with cops. It was terrifying. We just went from area to area whenever they came to the outside of where we hunkered down.
False. I am terrified of heights. I could never skydive. I also didn't date my math teacher. He was from the next school district over :) . And hey, I was 18.
@hems79
Was a judge at a previous Cannabis Cup. (3 stars)
This is 100% false. In all honesty, I never tried pot, nor any drugs, ever. This whole Cannabis Cup lie is probably the furthest thing from the truth for me.
Sang on stage with Mark McGrath of Sugar Ray. (2 stars)
True. Back in 2002, I took my sister to see Sugar Ray. She was in love with Mark, and I used to be a fan of theirs back in the day when they were a punk / hip-hop fusion type group. They played mostly their new shit, but did play three songs that I basically was the only one that knew. He saw me, threw the mic at me in the crowd, I sang parts of songs, threw the mic back. Cool. So... he said he needed a volunteer to come up on stage to sing karaoke. Basically 2999 arms went up in the air, except mine. He walks right over to me and kept saying he needed one volunteer. I raised my hand reluctantly and he plucked me out of the crowd. I got up there, told him to say "hello" to my sister, he did that. I asked him for a photo of us while up on stage, and he did that (photo to follow later.) They then played Crazy Town's "Butterfly," I butchered the song, but he helped me out a bit.
Once told a girl that I wanted to defecate on her chest and urinate on her face... and meant it. (13 stars)
Sorry everyone, but this is 100% true. Winter 2003. My roommate and I went to the bar and got hammered. He walked over to a girl that was giving him the look and started making out with her. I hung back at a table with some co-workers that I bumped into. An hour later I made my way over to talk to him and her and she said sounded EXACTLY like Fran Drescher. That voice was nails on a chalkboard for me... plus she was hella annoying on top of it. He said to her, "we are leaving." She said she needed a ride, and to find out, she lived four blocks from us. He's too drunk to drive, I'm barely less drunk than he is, but I don't know how to drive stick, so he's driving. (Idiotic, I know.) We get in his truck with a bench seat, him driving, her in the middle, me on the passenger side. She got more damn annoying than before, just being loud, yelling, and sounding more and more like Fran Drescher. She starts making out with him, grabbing his unit. She then turns to me and tried to make out with me and tried to grab my unit (while grabbing his.) I needed this to stop NOW so I whispered in her ear, "you know what I want to do to you?" That is when I told her the whole defecate / urinate thing, but in a much more graphic way. In that moment, I was dead to her. She completely ignored my existence. Got to her place, they made out a little more, dropped her off and neither one of us saw her again.
I really don't know why I said that, but I think it was one of two reasons. I was either going to have a very interesting story to tell, or I was going to be in for one hell of a night.
@hems79 Dude, I would not have believed it, but you totally redeemed "shit on her chest." Great story, and, in light of the story, a great truth.
@joelmw had dinner with Barry and Michelle Obama.
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@joelmw gave a political speech in college which resulted in a stern lecture from the Dean of Students.
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@joelmw marched with Jesse Jackson.
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@joelmw had dinner with Barry and Michelle Obama.
24 votes
The lie.
Most of you got this. I'm so easy. The dinner with Barry and Michelle is a dream. However I do know and have dined with a couple with the same names. They're excellent people who make beautiful music. Check 'em out.
http://www.barryandmichelle.com/
Michelle sang this song for me at a gathering after my first wife died. I can't tell you how much it meant (and still means) to me and how much it contributed to my grieving well and moving forward.
A couple of years later, Barry serenaded the new wife and me at a house concert not long after our wedding. That was cool too.
And I'm singing backup (with a bunch of other, mostly more musical people) in this recording.
You can see me, at the end of the table at :10; with my head peeking above the back of the crowd, next to the wife at :52; mostly her, but my chest at 1:31.
@joelmw gave a political speech in college which resulted in a stern lecture from the Dean of Students.
4 votes
At my Pentecostal Christian liberal arts alma mater, we were all required to attend chapel daily. I generally liked it, FWIW. In advance of student body government elections, the current cabinet--most of whom I knew and liked, one I admired a great deal--had put an announcement in the dean's newsletter urging us to get involved and share our Great Expectations for the school (that had been the theme of their winning campaign the previous year). Something about the way the announcement was worded, the use of that catchphrase, the flavor of their administration etc. pushed me over the edge. It was all so establishment, conservative, yuppy, staid, lame--unworthy of our calling.
I was fired up. I started bitching to some likeminded friends and we decided to put together our own ticket (president, vice president, secretary, treasurer). Our last names conveniently spelled WHY? (yeah, the last guy's name didn't fit, so we made him our question mark). We were two women and two men; two blacks and two whites; three humanities majors and a psych major. We were definitely coming from the outside. Our presidential candidate was a black woman. I was VP; vice suits me.
One day of chapel was dedicated to the speeches. My friends helped me edit down (you had to know that my original was verbose and rambley, right?) a fiery oration, evoking my namesake prophet (the prophet of Pentecost, no less), calling for and articulating a radical vision (in contrast to mere "expectations") and punctuated at the start with my symbolically crumpling up the offending newsletter and discarding it into the crowd. There were vocal gasps, "ooh"s and "whoa"s when I did that. Sleepers awoke' literally. It was a beautiful moment. Folks told me (some, months later) that it was one of the best chapels ever. We all did a good job with our speeches and ran a decent, if low budget, campaign. Of course we lost to the establishment favorites.
But the day after my speech, I got a call from the dean of students, expressing his dismay at what I'd done. He took it very personally and seemed to feel quite disrespected. Also, yaknow, church culture and a heavy emphasis on respecting authority and the institution. I meekly assured him that I meant no disrespect, but was just trying to visualize my distaste for the dead slogan (and, fuck yeah, it was effective in getting folks attention; I didn't say that part). I admit that I was pretty nervous about repercussions and I apologized profusely for any offense. It was a very uncomfortable conversation, but my friends and I laughed about it later. Nothing more came of it.
@joelmw marched with Jesse Jackson.
9 votes
Jesse came to my hometown of Missoula, Montana to deliver a speech on campus at the local University of Montana (Go Griz). The wife and I attended. The man is a rock star in my book, stunningly intelligent, a gifted, poetic orator and someone who's done a great deal for the cause of Justice. It's quite a different thing to hear him talk at length, as compared with soundbites and gotcha moments in the media. We sat near the aisle and I touched his hand as he walked up to the stage, reaching out to the crowd. Observation from that close encounter: Jesse is a tall man with a head that disproportionately huge, and I don't just mean metaphorically.
After the speech, we were invited to march with him and with (and on behalf of) some local nursing home workers (for the right to organize, better pay, benefits, working conditions, etc.). Whatever you think about Mr Jackson and this sort of activism, know this: the first, last and most emphatic thing he said to us was that we must absolutely be peaceful, respectful and well ordered. That sticks with me to this day, and I've thought of it often as I hear folks talk trash about community organizing, unions et al. I've been involved in organizations that did the same sort of work and those principles have been consistently at the forefront. Anyway, Jesse spoke with us outside and seemed quite familiar with the specific issues, personally instructed us on the protocol and, ha, gave us our marching orders. He started the chants, led us in the the songs (including, of course, "We Shall Overcome"), etc. It was awesome. Sadly, the workers didn't get everything they deserved, but I think we had some impact.
@sohmageek Screwed up... I'll post...
@sohmageek built his first PC before middle school (Should have read IN not before) 10 stars
@sohmageek loves game of thrones 22 stars
@sohmageek was in AFJROTC. 14 stars
The answer should have been Game of Thrones... I haven't read the books... the TV show didn't captivate me, twice... I Was in AFJROTC and I built a PC in Middle school, I should have checked the dates, it was before High school, but I Was in Middle School. So the intentional Lie 22 people got right and I guess 10 more got it right due to my fact checking not checking...
You guys guessed my lie. You are too smart for me.
@Barney
@mikibell I could get lost in this picture.
@bul209 stomped on Al Gore's Foot after shaking his hand
bul209 said Thursday at 11:01 AM 14 Reply
@bul209 ran a mile with two broken feet
bul209 said Thursday at 11:01 AM 15 Reply
@bul209 almost froze to death in the mountainous regions of Peru
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I Absolutely stomped on Al Gore's vice presidential foot. I was 10 years old at the time and my father didn't like him so when i had an opportunity to shake his hand i sought out sweet revenge on behalf of my father.
I also ran a mile in two walking casts. Both casts were completely broken afterwards and needed to be replaced.
A few years ago I visited the village of Chongos Alto in the mountainous region of Peru and ended up getting deathly ill from eating some lamb intestine soup one of the locals made for me. I also broke my nose while retching over the side of my bed. so I was bloody and deathly ill. but I was not freezing. This is my lie.
1.) Once had the Secret Service aim their rifle at me and threaten to shoot me. (4 votes)
2.) Detonated mines from a helicopter for a living. (4 votes)
3.) Was directing newscasts at a local TV station at the age of 14. (6 votes)
Answers:
1.) True. I was running a TV camera from the top of a building to air a parade Gerald Ford was in. No one bothered to clear it with the Secret Service. They were aiming from the taller building across the street.
2.) True. Helmineron-12, 14, 16, 15. Navy minesweeping squadrons I was in during my naval career.
Careful of the audio in the video. Now you know why I'm so hard of hearing. BTW: I was the one in back running the show. Once we started the stream and until recovery was complete I was telling the pilots and crew what to do.
3.) False. I was pushing around a studio camera at the age of 14 but it would be another two years before I started calling the shows. (WPBN-TV Traverse City, MI)
https://meh.com/forum/topics/two-truths-and-a-lie-community-edition#5693315e5c5d5e9c043d120e
ANSWERS
Speaks three languages - is the lie! Given that I'm a Filipina-American with an unhealthy love for the sport of fußball, I probably /should/ speak both Tagalog and German, but nope.
Went to high school with a Kennedy who was mediocre at math - is true! I went to an immensely fancy private all-girls school in Manhattan from 7th grade through 12th (so including high school), and one of Caroline's daughters was in pre-calculus with me.
Had excellent tacos on day the posting - is true! @Mehrocco_Mole claimed there is no such thing as excellent tacos, but I went to Tortilleria Nixtamal, which describes their parrillada molcajete as "build your own tacos" for the gringos. I figure if the place itself is describing them as tacos, then they're tacos. I had the camaron and the barbacoa and it was delightful.
Oh, woops. Since others were posting answers on the other thread, I posted there already. So, here's for posting the same information again. yay!
#1: I had the fastest residential Internet in the State of Idaho in my house for 6 years. (7 votes)
#2: I worked for SeaWorld for almost 2 years (15 Votes)
#3: I am color blind (13 Votes)
#1: LIE (Sort of) I have had 100Mbps Internet in my house since 2006 back when you were all giddy about 5Mbps being available. 100Mbps residential Internet became publicly available in select areas of Idaho in early 2014 (Very limited availability), making it 8 years, not 6. I ran the local ISP that provided service to my house. We would run tests on services to work on improvements and used my house as the test environment.
#2: I did work for SeaWorld, Orlando for just shy of two years in the Education department. Also gave behind the scenes tours and was a resident "expert" of the park. I ran beluga whale meet and greets for 1 month before I quit.
#3: I am color blind. I have looked into the glasses. But I know the world as it is. What if, after I try the glasses, I can't go back and must live with those glasses for the rest of my life? It'd be like an addiction, right?
@Bogie what kind of colorblind?
@Lotsofgoats The kind where I don't see colors. Seriously, though, according to this site, I'm Mild to Strong Deutan depending on the monitor.
http://enchroma.com/test/result/strong-deutan/?completed=1&summary=strong+deutan&axis=-8.94&exta=113.63&extb=9.56&lcs=3.32
Best way to describe it, is I can't see pastel colors very well. Most pinks are grays, and I can't tell the different between purple and navy blue. I have a very hard time seeing rainbows. The yellow and blue stand out, but I can't really see the other colors unless it's super brilliant.
@Bogie I love purple. I wish you were able to love it, too.
Answers for @ceagee :
~School Champion Nationel Spelling Bee (14)
~3rd Place California Wine Tasting Championships. (10)
~2012 Best Foster Home Award xxx County SPCA (1)
True --Our School Spelling Bee was the prelims for The National Spelling Bee and was called such ( there was a discussion on the other thread ) I was in the 6th grade. I won a dictionary w. inscription(still have)and an official pen(lost it) and got my picture in the paper, and some kind of end of the school year award. I also won the DAR Good Citizen Medal that year. I was a bit of a goody two shoes in those days. Don't worry, I made up for it later.
True-The California Wine Tasting Championships were/are a blind tasting. You have to ID the varietal, if you get that right you get points for identifying the appellation, vintage, winery.
I won third place in the Novice doubles. We should of won, but there was some miscommunication between my partner and myself and the wrong answer on one wine was turned in. I had it correct on my work sheet. : (
It was a long weekend and the singles weren't til the next day and we couldn't stay or I would of entered that.
We won a case of wine and some glasses from the sponsoring winery. I have some nice hand calligraphy award certificates. Going to the tasting rooms in the surrounding area afterwards we were treated rather royally with our title. We also got bumped up into Amateur division for the next year.
Congratulations @sohmageek you were the only one to detect the lie !
Hello, my name is ceagee and I am a foster failure. Latest evidence :
Although I do rescue and foster many critters, I have an unofficial working relationship w/ local shelter. I am not an "official" foster home. I don't even think the local shelter has awards for that anyways. And they aren't connected w/ the SPCA , they are local rescue group.