amberskye09
Greenlighter
We all do it dont we? Get fuckfaced sit arund chatting mugumbi for hours on end and before you realise it youve bigged yrself up to monumental proportions and embroidered the truth beyond recognition...Or esle reinvented your whole life. So what been the biggest pile of bullshit you spouted and did you ever get found out?
I'll start. I used to work as a podium dancer back in the day and often used to chill out with people I met in the venues.
Getting slightly *ahem* carried away with the MDMA compliments coming at me from every angle (from equally fucked up peeps who probably culdnt see further than the end of their nose anyway) I suddenly realised that I had told people that I was soooooooooooo successful as a model/dancer that I had actually bought my own house in West London with cash and that everyone was free to chill at my pad and use my Mercedes SLK anytime they wanted
How kind of me to be so generous with a car I didnt have and my room in a shared house in studentsville. Typically at some point in the evening it was decided that we were all going back to my house to carry on the party. Cue an undignified and deliberate slip off a dance platform, a twisted ankle and a trip to A&E by which point my new best friends had long gone and I was left to hobble home on my own.
Another time, whilst trying to act way cooler than I was I do believe I may have mentioned that my ex was Grooverider and that him and Fabio were still such good friends that we spke on the phone almost everyday8) This became tricky when a mate was looking through my phone and found absolutely no phone numbers or texts for either Dj's. I blagged that and prayed it would all just die down. About 6 months later we were in Southend and totally fucked when the headline DJ came in. Grooverider.This was not so easy to dodge as my mates kept wanting to meet him. Cue Billy Bullshit who FAKED a call on my phone from Grooverider who had apparently seen us all and was asking that he not be hassled tonight becaus his new girlfriend was with him and she was insanely jealous of me. We left the Drum n Bass tent and didnt return. I do NOT know how I got away with that one. Probably because my mates were to shitfaced to question it. ....
I'll start. I used to work as a podium dancer back in the day and often used to chill out with people I met in the venues.
Getting slightly *ahem* carried away with the MDMA compliments coming at me from every angle (from equally fucked up peeps who probably culdnt see further than the end of their nose anyway) I suddenly realised that I had told people that I was soooooooooooo successful as a model/dancer that I had actually bought my own house in West London with cash and that everyone was free to chill at my pad and use my Mercedes SLK anytime they wanted

Another time, whilst trying to act way cooler than I was I do believe I may have mentioned that my ex was Grooverider and that him and Fabio were still such good friends that we spke on the phone almost everyday8) This became tricky when a mate was looking through my phone and found absolutely no phone numbers or texts for either Dj's. I blagged that and prayed it would all just die down. About 6 months later we were in Southend and totally fucked when the headline DJ came in. Grooverider.This was not so easy to dodge as my mates kept wanting to meet him. Cue Billy Bullshit who FAKED a call on my phone from Grooverider who had apparently seen us all and was asking that he not be hassled tonight becaus his new girlfriend was with him and she was insanely jealous of me. We left the Drum n Bass tent and didnt return. I do NOT know how I got away with that one. Probably because my mates were to shitfaced to question it. ....
