We've had our fair share of internet big timers, story tellers and taler maker uppers on this site, in fact I think we have a nucleus of some of the biggest bluffers and porky pie tellers in all of cyber space This threads dedicated to those of you, who on leaving the nightclub decked five doormen because they laughed at your Regimental cufflinks and dissed a tramp. Its also for those who shagged mother, daugher combos and twin sisters on the back seat of their dads Morris Marina while he changed the tyres. Its for Johnny Two shedders, who no matter what you've done have done better. The chap who you told 'I went up Helvelyn at weekend', only to get the response 'I got weathered in on K2' Aimed at people who know every cnut..... You say you saw Marlon from Emmerdale in Leeds whilst out with you ladyfriend, they ended up Running over Brian May after leaving Floyd Mayweathers house for breakfast. We all know the sort, none of them lead normal lives, everytime their front door opens trouble hits them square in the jaw. If its not trouble thats knocking its an Avon Lady who wants to shag them. Come on fibbers tell us your yarns here. Tell us how an ordinary day can turn into an ordeal involving three police forces and otter and a machine gun. Tell us how a journey to work ends up in international espionage.... Brief us on how a trip to Tesco's finished up with you in the cells with Dot Cotton and Brian Blessed. In your own time....... tell lies.