 rezzin World Chat Champion
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 Mister James I want to believe!

Joined: 10 Aug 2004 Karma :     
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One of my officers at work is renowned for his tall stories. Whatever you are talking about, whatever you have done/seen/heard about: he did it twice, and wasn't even trying the second time.
This bare-faced cheek becomes even impressive when you consider that we have Karate champions, ex-professional dirt-track racers, ex-super-sports racers, ex-RMP close protection officers, about a dozen squaddies who have served in The Troubles in NI, and even a corporal in the Coldstream Guards who isn't long back from a tour in sunny downtown Basra. That's before we even think about how much more experience in our own little corner of hell most of us have over him. This guy is some kind of latter-day Forrest Gump/Indianna Jones/James Bond all rolled into one!
One of his latest little exposes was the casually remarked-upon fact that - after attending a gym for the first time in his life the week before - he was now benching an easy 90kgs. He then proceeded to hand out handy tips to a room full of baffled officers - most of whom out-bulked his lanky frame by several stone.
We now have a new sport to while away the Night shifts - we gather in his staffbase and compete with each other to egg him on into constructing ever-more elaborate tissues of lies in an effort to impress us all. The loser is the one who can't keep his laughter down any longer, and has to run off down the corridor waking up all the little darlings with his/her spluttered sniggers. ____________________ >Soultrader Mister James, I bet you are a copper
>Bazza Wow. Eyes like a shithouse rat, you... |
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