I knew someone in college that was a habitual liar. Almost everything he said you didn't know if he was telling the truth or not, and I even caught him in a few lies. Granted, now, I've known the guy for 17 years, and nothing has changed. Even a polygraph test would get sick of this guy after a while.
TO BE BANNED OR NOT THAT IS THE QUESTION


I think something like 1 in 100 people are actually capable of believing there own lies. Pretty interesting.
That high?! Really? I'm even more depressed, now.
Hey, I was just banned for saying this exact quote to an IM who beat me a few times: "Titled bastards always kick my ass!"
Of course it's just a joke. I guess the bot has no sense of humor since I was kicked instantly with no previous warning. This feels like a puritan dictatorship, I want out.

ABD_BRIXTON_RUDEBOY : I did not swear!
kohai : Yeah, um, I'm staff and just PMed you the transcript containing your foul language.
ABD_BRIXTON_RUDEBOY : (to himself) damn, it's hard to bluff these assholes when they have evidence.

ABD_BRIXTON_RUDEBOY : I did not swear!
kohai : Yeah, um, I'm staff and just PMed you the transcript containing your foul language.
ABD_BRIXTON_RUDEBOY : (to himself) damn, it's hard to bluff these assholes when they have evidence.
LOL

Sorry to here. I also have been banned for typing too fast!! there are also an assortment of words that are on a list, I have heard.
Do not type so fast and the bot will love you again!

Sorry to here. I also have been banned for typing too fast!! there are also an assortment of words that are on a list, I have heard.
Do not type so fast and the bot will love you again!
I guess it's not precisely about how fast you type, but how frequently you hit enter.

Nah-- old Bill was just another Barney the Dinosaur! No swearing, no sex, no double-crossing, no murders . . .

I always liked how Barney looked after he played Charles Barkley on SNL (with his costume all torn up and an eye sticking out on the stalk)...
I never saw that one. I recall another great boxing match skit, from the early 1980's. I think it was on Second City. As I recall, Mister Rogers was dancing around the ring in obnoxious glee after he ended up beating the hell out of Julia Child.
I thought I was the only medically certified schizophrenic on this site?