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Biggest Whopper You Ever Got Away With

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Somewhere between First and Third Grade, I blew off my reading assignment and came into school one morning to find out I had a book report due. So, I did what any 6-10 year old kid does--I made one up. I stood up in class and winged a story from a book that did not exist.

To this day, I still have no idea how I got away with it.
 
Somewhere between First and Third Grade, I blew off my reading assignment and came into school one morning to find out I had a book report due. So, I did what any 6-10 year old kid does--I made one up. I stood up in class and winged a story from a book that did not exist.

To this day, I still have no idea how I got away with it.
Good story telling chops!:)
 
College. 100 or 200 level philosophy class. 8am class that basically sucked so I kind of missed a few...including a midterm. Confided (lied my ass off) to the professor that I was a recovering alcoholic who suffered a relapse and apologized profusely. Got a C without having to even take the test.
 
Somewhere between First and Third Grade, I blew off my reading assignment and came into school one morning to find out I had a book report due. So, I did what any 6-10 year old kid does--I made one up. I stood up in class and winged a story from a book that did not exist.

To this day, I still have no idea how I got away with it.

I was a member of an organization called Junior Achievement when I was a sophomore in high school. Don't know if they still have that. Their meetings were one evening a week. Dad would drop me off. One time, my boyfriend picked me up and we spent the evening together. He dropped me back off before dad was due to pick me up. I didn't get caught, but I sure was certain I'd go straight to hell. Yikes!!
 
Somewhere between First and Third Grade, I blew off my reading assignment and came into school one morning to find out I had a book report due. So, I did what any 6-10 year old kid does--I made one up. I stood up in class and winged a story from a book that did not exist.

To this day, I still have no idea how I got away with it.

Mine involves High School. It involved counterfeiting, forgery, fraud, gambling and other less than kosher activities in an Oceans 11 type operation which cost the class Valedictorian her perfect score and allowed me to graduate. I am proud of it. The planning, the timing, the execution. Almost flawless. My first Opus Magnus. I would tell it but I think there is a hit still out on me from many many moons ago. Apparently she is still holding a grudge. Hopefully by the time the 30th reunion rolls by she will have developed a sense of humor. Or at least resigned herself to never getting her men.
 
Somewhere between First and Third Grade, I blew off my reading assignment and came into school one morning to find out I had a book report due. So, I did what any 6-10 year old kid does--I made one up. I stood up in class and winged a story from a book that did not exist.

To this day, I still have no idea how I got away with it.

You know, a healthy imagination, desperation, hutzpah, the usual. By the way the teacher probably knew.
 
I was a member of an organization called Junior Achievement when I was a sophomore in high school. Don't know if they still have that. Their meetings were one evening a week. Dad would drop me off. One time, my boyfriend picked me up and we spent the evening together. He dropped me back off before dad was due to pick me up. I didn't get caught, but I sure was certain I'd go straight to hell. Yikes!!

That was a great program! We'd go out and visit different businesses which gave me a great perspective on what goals were realistic and which were going to require a little more effort than I had imagined. I remember visiting a carpet manufacturer who showed us this really cool machine on an island counter in the middle of the office. You could hook a phone up to the machine and if someone on the other end had the same kind of machine they could send a letter over the phone. It probably printed about 2 pages per minute and it was pretty expensive so hardly anyone else had one but one day it would be HUGE.
 
That was a great program! We'd go out and visit different businesses which gave me a great perspective on what goals were realistic and which were going to require a little more effort than I had imagined. I remember visiting a carpet manufacturer who showed us this really cool machine on an island counter in the middle of the office. You could hook a phone up to the machine and if someone on the other end had the same kind of machine they could send a letter over the phone. It probably printed about 2 pages per minute and it was pretty expensive so hardly anyone else had one but one day it would be HUGE.

I remember that machine. Which then became annoying and huge aggravation and the source of the first spam. Great memories. Thanks. :thumbs:
 
for me there are waaaaaaaaaaay 2 many too list :mrgreen: ........
 
One day I overslept till almost time to catch the bus, thing is I was supposed to do my 67 paper couple of miles paper route which took a good 90 minutes on a good day including folding the papers. I hid the papers and said that one of the bullies from school must have picked them all up after I delivered them to get me in trouble, though I never saw them.

My rep at the time was so good that the gambit worked.
 
It's hard to pick. Everyday I outdo myself. ;)
 
I murdered my Ex and framed her boyfriend for the crime.
 
I changed a D to a B on my report card. Parents never knew.

I got into a really bad fight, and got suspended for 2 days. That one was tricky. Still got on the buss, then killed my day doing random things, pretty boring, actually. Had to rifle through the mail to intercept the letter from school.
 
I am a good boy... never really lied like some of these. I just talk my way outa stuff.
 
Somewhere between First and Third Grade, I blew off my reading assignment and came into school one morning to find out I had a book report due. So, I did what any 6-10 year old kid does--I made one up. I stood up in class and winged a story from a book that did not exist.

To this day, I still have no idea how I got away with it.
I told someone i care

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its a toss up between that and sometimes i say im sorry

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You know, a healthy imagination, desperation, hutzpah, the usual. By the way the teacher probably knew.

Yeah. I figure she either knew and didn't say anything, or she just wasn't paying attention to any of us as we presented our book reports.
 
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