I twist almost every story I tell people because my life really isn't that interesting. I'm a pathological liar, and everyone thinks I'm really funny and interesting. In reality I am depressing, weird, and boring.
Me and my little sister are going to Disney World this year and she was getting on my nerves because she was talking about it way too much. I decided it would be funny to tell her that Mickey Mouse was a murderer and now she's terrified to go, but it got her to shut up so I don't feel guilty.
Once I was so drunk that I decided to take a shit on the hood of a car, because I thought it was extremely funny. The next morning I realized that it was actually my car.
Okay so last night I was at my boyfriend house. We were in bed sleeping and I had to fart really bad.. So I did what I had to do was best. I farted really loud and it smelled really bad, it actually woke him up and he look at me with a funny face. I told him he farted in his sleep and he was gross for doing it because it woke me up. Now I feel bad for blaming it on him, But oh well.
When I was 15 I poked a hole in my brothers condom because I thought it was gonna be funny. Now, he has a one year old son that has autism. I still feel bad for doing it.