Lie about your life

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<p>lololol You essentially described me right there (I’m not lying). Nice to meet you, person completely opposite from me.</p>

<p>^Can we believe you when you say you are not lying?</p>

<p>What am I supposed to say in this to convince people that I’m not lying? :S</p>

<p>A couple of weeks ago I forgot that I had to take the SAT in the morning. I went in unprepared and scored a 2400. </p>

<p>Then, for the hell of it, I convinced the peeps there to let me take every SAT subject test available, and got 800’s on all of them (including the foreign languages). </p>

<p>I woke up one morning and looked in my inbox. I had several emails from colleges basically saying:</p>

<p>MIT: Accepted Full Schloarship
Caltech: Accepted full scholarship
Harvard: accepted full scholarship
and so on and so forth</p>

<p>Next I decided to fly on my private jet to France for a little R n R. On the plane I had 10 computers, all running linux, a hi-screen television, an xbox 540 <- yes the new one, the project natal, and a playstation 4 beta version with games included. All my computers were connected to the beta 4g network enabling me all over access all over the world. There was a pizza maker on board and a bumping sterosystem.</p>

<p>After this I came back and decided to go to MIT for my undergraduate work. There I worked with Marvin Minsky on artificial intelligence and worked on encryption protocols with Ronald Rivest. I got $100,000 a year consulting with private network security firms while still in college. After this, I decided to work for the NSA breaking military grade encryption using a combination of cryptanalysis and computer science. After a few years of this, I quit and became a tenured professor at MIT while conducting my own research in cognitive science.</p>

<p>Then for the hell of it I got an M.D. and kicked Gregory House out of his job at Princeton-Plainsboro and became the new head of diagnostic medicine.</p>

<p>Yeah.</p>

<p>I like cute, fluffy, adorable little kittens.</p>

<p>I’m a real badass ■■■■. I’m a more hardcore hardass than Alexander the Great, Chuck Norris, King Leonidas, and a lil Bruce Li COMBINED. I shower thrice a day. I make my women moan like thirsty camels. I named my fists cloak and dagger. Why? My left jab makes em dizzy, like i put a cloak over their dome and they cant see straight, puttin muh ***<em>as in a shroud of darkness. then to top it off i land em with a haymaker clobber right hook, or my dagger, and its like stabbin em in the face i land it with so much force! BA! WOOHA SON! YEAHHHHH!!!</em></p>

<p>Oh, and I have an iphone.</p>

<p>*based on fbook group i found lol</p>

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<p>You wouldn’t dare.</p>

<p>I shat brix</p>

<p>My life is perfect.</p>

<p>I’m not about to call the school board and ask if we have school!</p>

<p>I got into Brown University as a high school sophomore because I’m Emma Watson’s best friend forever.</p>

<p>I hate CC. lie!!!
I still have AIDS though… Haha…</p>

<p>I’m telling a lie.</p>

<p>^ Mind not blown.</p>

<p>My parents and I are not fighting over something as stupid as roomspray.</p>

<p>Necroing has led me to believe she^ is as ugly as hell. :)</p>

<p>It’s true. :frowning:
What makes it worse, is that I lack inner-beauty too.</p>

<p>So people can’t say “My, she looks like a demented kangaroo, but it’s inner-beauty that counts.”</p>

<p>^Now this is screwing up my brain. I can’t tell which bits are lies and which aren’t. The first line is obviously a lie, but the rest just confuses me.</p>

<p>Hmm…I don’t know anymore either.
This is why I avoid lying, I always end up getting confused at some point and end up forgetting which part is the lie and which part is the truth.</p>

<p>^Argh, are you lying there? :confused:
Anyway, the important thing is that you are hawt :p</p>