Some people...

[Marc]

Growing up, I worked at a skeet/trap club, and we had a member known for tall tales (and I mean tall).

No matter what happened to somebody, he had a story to beat it.  Most of his tales were outlandish (including emptying a .243 on a charging water buffalo only to have it come skidding to his feet dead with every bullet hitting the center of the head and a hole that could be covered up with a quarter).

Although entertaining to some degree, his outlandish stories irritated some people (as well as his having to top everyone's story).

Come to find out, he grew up during the depression.  No TV, no radio, and entertainment came at the dinner table with some storytelling.  Every meal, everyone in the family would try to outdo everyone else with a whopper of a story...  Although he ended up becoming very financially successful (enough to go on African Safari hunts), he never lost that habit of telling tall tales.

This thread reminded me of him...  Turns out, it is a good memory...

[Farmboy27]

Growing up, I worked at a skeet/trap club, and we had a member known for tall tales (and I mean tall).

No matter what happened to somebody, he had a story to beat it.  Most of his tales were outlandish (including emptying a .243 on a charging water buffalo only to have it come skidding to his feet dead with every bullet hitting the center of the head and a hole that could be covered up with a quarter).

Although entertaining to some degree, his outlandish stories irritated some people (as well as his having to top everyone's story).

Come to find out, he grew up during the depression.  No TV, no radio, and entertainment came at the dinner table with some storytelling.  Every meal, everyone in the family would try to outdo everyone else with a whopper of a story...  Although he ended up becoming very financially successful (enough to go on African Safari hunts), he never lost that habit of telling tall tales.

This thread reminded me of him...  Turns out, it is a good memory...

So he grow up in the depression. I started out crapping my pants but I grew out of it.

[101st501]

Idiots are everywhere.

[Mabren2]

Sounds like one of my good friends...back in 3rd grade, haha. He used to lie just to lie, and they were so crazy. I remember when we first started deer hunting I was pumped that I got to go with my grandpa. We didn't see anything but a couple does, which weren't legal at that time at the start of the season. We were talking about hunting at school, and after I told my "no buck" story he said he had seen two 14 pointers and a 16 pointer. Being in 3rd grade, my first response was man, did you get one? He said no couldn't get a shot. Even at that age it didn't take me long to say hold up, you mean you had time to count 44 points and you didn't have time to shoot? Haha, that kid and his lies...still makes me laugh until this day.

[trackerbucky]

Reminds me of the time this guy's wife went into labor.  It was way back in the country and the doc had to come deliver the baby.  After the blessed event they looked around for a scale to weigh the baby.  The ended up using the fathers fishing scale.  The kid weighed 15 lbs 7 ounces.