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What are the weirdest things I can come up with.....

1. I spent most of a Halloween party trying to keep people from eating a human brain, that was on a plate with lettuce garnish, that some morgue attendants stole for the night.

2. I won $6000 in a single poker hand, and had a gun stuck in my face because of that win.

3. I almost lost the tip of my nose on a hiking trip when the temperature fell below 20.

4. I see ghosts when my wife and I go antique shopping.

1. I ate a fish eyeball.

2. I'm closer to mainland Russia than I am to the nearest state capital city.

3. I've never been hunting in my entire life.

4. I have a distant family member, shares the same last name as me, in the NFL Hall of Fame in Canton, Ohio that played for the Packers before Vince Lombardi. My grandpa remembers him.

Erik, I'll say #2. (1 is way too outlandish to be false)

Rocket, I'll say 3.

Considering the movie, "A Boy and his Dog", I'd have to ask, hunting for what?

I'll side with Ytown on this one, even though he was wrong on mine, and choose #3.

#4 Devil

#2 Swish

#1 DCDawg

#1 Tulsa

#1 Diehard

#4 Rocky

#3 Ytown

#1 Texaslostdawg

Texaslostdawg, #4 is true.

#3 is ... true.

In the 1st case, I was dating a girl, and her sister moved back from out of state. The girl I was dating asked if we could bring her along when we went out, and did so a few times. I realized that I liked the sister more than I liked the girl I was dating ..... anyway, the girl I was dating could see it as well. Fortunately we weren't that serious, so I started dating her sister. It was still kind of weird though.

In the 2nd case .... I had no idea that the 2 girls were sisters. They lived separately from each other, and I didn't realize they were sisters until I went out with the 2nd one. That one didn't last very long at all. Like I said, I was a young idiot.

1. I pioneered the performance art known as 'Rap' one full year before the Sugar Hill Gang.

2. I spent 3 nights in a Ft. Lauderdale jail for drug possession.

3. Growing up, our house pet was had 12 lb. tomcat named Cuddles, who lived to be 20 years old.

4. The first car I ever owned was a 1978 Datsun 240z.

Number 2 is true.

I love the fact you called rap a performance art.

I cannot see you doing time for drug possession, but I am still going to say ....... #1 is false.

#1 is actually true.

In '78, I was working in an oil refinery. My 'unit' was OM&S- Oil Movement & Storage. We were the only mobile hourly workers, as we needed to move about the plant to open pipeline valves, re-rout product from one section of the plant to another, etc. All other workers stayed in one place- whichever fractionating unit they were assigned to.

At the start of each shift, we were given a clipboard with pipeline swing times, tank-fill schedules, etc. We were also given 2-way radios, so we could remain in contact with the Head Pumper (no jokes about the title, plz). The radios had 20-ft. antennae, coiled tightly into a spring that extended only about 3" from the top of the radio. One night, I wondered what would happen if I keyed up the mic, and tweaked the antenna. When I came in for break, all the pumpers were talking about that weird "rubber-bandy" sound they heard over their radios. I just smiled- and said nothing.

Over the next month or so, the twang would show up- usually on 2nd or 3rd shift. It started p!ssing off the foremen, who vowed they were going to find out who was doing this- and 'make an example out of him.'

Game on.

Next time, I dropped my voice to a deep baritone and said:
"Catch me if you can... I'm the 'Rubber Band Man'!"
TWANGTWANGTWANGTWANGTWANG!!!

Instant cult hero status. From there the legend grew, as the intros became more elaborate. They were always in rhyme, and they always poked fun at specific foremen. None lasted more than 10-12 seconds, as the channel needed to stay open for emergencies and such.

The foremen started tracking when these interruptions were happening... and they started zeroing in the RBM... until I sneaked in the back gate on my day off (3rd shift, 1:00 AM), borrowed Chris Yetman's handset- and blasted a 15- second tirade! Threw them totally off the scent. Back to Square One.

I was leaving the job to go back to school and continue my music studies after that Summer, so I laid low all throughout August. On the last 3rd shift of my oiling career, I hit them with my 1:30 magnum opus. 5 stanzas, each skewering some universally-despised foreman. The poem finished with this line:

I hope you all enjoyed the way I twisted up a rhyme, but I'm bustin' with my rubber for the very last time."
TWANG.

And that's how rap began.

Got to agree with you Ytown, hard to imagine Clemmy doing time on drug charges. I think it's #3, no one names a 12lb cat cuddles.

My name is Mike

1. I once struck out 20 of 21 batters in a Pony league game.
2. I smoked a joint on China Beach when I was 20.
3. I have a daughter who hit for the cycle when she was 8.
4. I flew to Daytona Beach next to Tim Couch in 2000.

Frenchy ... I am torn on yours ... but I am going to say that #4 is the lie.

I agree. I don't think anyone would admit to that.

Plus, we all know that Couch didn;t have the arm to fly much further than maybe Akron ...... Ba dum da.

4 Is right, had a hard time coming up with one.

Holy crap! Tons of responses! I haven't had to check the forums in a couple days so I'll reveal my lie then go through the rest of the thread..

First off, My name is Dave

My lie is #1... I was born in a Naval hospital in FL. I am however a Jeep fanboy.

When I was in middle school I did manage to write something like 2 TV reviews for the city paper. It paid like $10 a review.. pretty decent for a kid my age

Back in '97-98 I was attending Ytown State and was pulling down nearly 40hrs/wk at a BW3's in Boardman. Just so happens they were having a former Browns player appreciation night. Hanford Dion walks in tot he kitchen "Hey Dawg! Whatcha doin, cookin some wings? Let me in on that"... and we made wings for like 10 minutes!

When I lived in Erie, PA I happened to drive a bar I cooked at, ANdy's Pub. My uncles are cops up there and I saw them leading a motorcade into the bar parking lot. I pulled in and asked them what was up. He said they were escorting some former Israeli PM.. Benjamin something-or other? I followed politics back then and knew who he was talking about. Netanyahu was the PM, then he wasn't for awhile, and now he has been again. WHen he wasn't he was in town as a guest speaker and wanted to know where he could get a burger. Someone suggested that bar. I didn't actually speak to him because I was fairly intimidated because 1) He's a BIG dude! and 2) I didn't want to appear like a potential threat in the least but because his security looked like they new how to handle a threat... on his way out it was narrow and we literally rubbed elbows...

Well, that's certainly the Marine Corps for you! I would know lol

Hmm.. #2 Brings to mind the beginning scene of Beerfest when they are playing quarter bounce with the priest I the basement... but I think this one is true...

#4.. Seeing ghosts while antique shopping... likely seeing the ghost of the man you used to be??? I kid, I kid...

I say #1 is your lie! Morgue attendants WERE there, but it was a fake brain they were using to try to get the girls to give them "treats"!

Clem, I've re-read that like three times and I keep literally laughing out loud! It IS possible to have too much fun with radios. I used to do a very good impression of our former police chief... I had to be careful with it because when we key up our police radios, our name pops with it down at dispatch. Our Admin doesn't have much of a sense of humor..

You sound like this guy Shane who apparently works at Walmart... http://twentytwowords.com/whiteboard-not...-dumb-employee/

Swish

-I thought #1 might have been your lie.

#2 was too specific with the bands to not have at least some truth. #4, I thought it possible you'd be a Brony. I used to play Battlefield 3 regularly on a server hosted by Bronies. I didn't actually know what a Brony was at the time. the title screen had Ponies and rainbows. All I knew was that everyone played fair.

Number 1 is 100% true. The party was hosted by two Navy guys that worked in the morgue of the nearby naval hospital. They had to have the brain back the next morning. I think the big mistake was the crackers that were near the dish. Fortunately, no one ate any of it, and I recall they put it away after a few hours.

I know it's odd, but I have seen ghosts while antique shopping. My wife searches for jewelry, crystal, copper and other things. I look for weapons, books, and gadgets. I'm still trying to find a WWII era Japanese officer's katana. Those were forged and folded while the enlisted swords were stamped.

The worst item I've ever come across was a Civil War era bone saw in Gettysburg. There were not ghosts, but I could hear the screams. I don't know if it's my imagination working overtime or if it's real, but I find it interesting.

yea #1 is.

#4, I wouldn't call myself a Brony per say, but It's mildly entertaining whenever my girls put it on Tv.

Ok you got mine. I'm not the really really real Santa Claus.

I wanna play again.

My name is still Don.

1. I am 3-1 in UFC sanctioned octogon matches (including a win against Royce Gracie) All while riding a unicycle. And juggling.

2. I'll have to take a break.. I can't see the keys.

3. I laugh at my own jokes.

4. Why don't I have any friends?

1. Lie

2. True

3. True

4. I and many others have met you. You'll always have friends.