Bullshit Sex Stories

OK, we all know some one who likes to stretch the truth. I know guy named Kyle that lives in a fantasy world. He tells ppl he's a "film maker" when actually he just video tapes himself and his friends playing with swords in his parent's back yard. He really works in a pet store. Kyle also tells ppl he slept with Jenna Jamison (a skanky but popular American porn star). First of all, when I first met Kyle I said hi to him and I think he came in his pants. So, if Jenna said hi to him, he'd probably cum in his pants and then die of a heart attack (or at least pass out). It's just hysterical that he tells ppl this bullshit story and expects us to believe him. Does anyone else know some one like this?

Yeah I know a few constant liars like that also, and they tell the lies so well that I think they convince themselves that it is the truth. One of these guys told me and my friend a story of how he was in this huge bowling alley fight and he started it and beat up a ton of people, but what he didn't know was that my friend next to me was actually there and saw and fought in the whole thing and he told me afterwards, that the liar wasn't even there! lol probably just heard about it and put himself into the story. Oh and I love his story of how he punched a police officer at a traffic stop and the officer didn't do anything or even try and stop him from getting into his car and driving off. lol

oh god. the best was this jackass from high school. once he tried telling us he was going on tour with the u.s. team for an international frizbe (sp?) tournament. and of course in 1999 he said he was dating a super model and could have gone to this HUGE posh new years party in new york but opted to stay home. or when he saved this old woman from being robbed and beat the hell out of these 4 big dudes. he was weird.

HEY! all of that was true!

Ok, well, this story isn't a bullshit sex story, but it is about a bullshitter. All girls know those guys that hit on EVERYONE...anyway, I go to this little gas station once in a while and there's this guy named Chris. As soon as I walk through the door he is always jumping out from behind the counter and hitting on me.:rolleyes: He's always buzzing around the store at 500 miles an hour, so my friend and I call him Coked up Chris, because he's obviously on something. Everytime I walk in he's like, "Hi, Mary! How are you, Mary?" which would be fine, but he creeps me out because I feel like he can see through my clothes and I never, ever told him my name... He does this to EVERY decent looking girl.


So, the last time I went in there, Coked up Chris comes rushing over to the counter to check me out (literally). He's like, "Hey, Mary, nice purse!" What guy says nice purse? A guy who is just saying something just to say it. I'm like, "Oh, thanks."

10 seconds later, this 40 ish woman comes into the store, goes behind the counter and starts yelling, "Christopher!" Coked up Chris looks like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He says, "Yes, hon?" She pulls something out of her pocket, "You went to work without your wedding ring again!" Chris holds out his left hand and she jams the ring on his finger and leaves! :D Hahahahaahaha! :p It looked like he was used to it. I think Coked up Chris bullshits with every chick he can, just hoping, praying that one might take him up on something.