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Post by naughtyfox on Mar 19, 2019 18:02:52 GMT
Good observation! I missed that.
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Post by naughtyfox on Mar 19, 2019 18:03:37 GMT
Have you ever lied, Patty? I think we all tell 'white lies' so that other peoples feelings are not hurt... Ah - but have you ever lied to get yourself out of trouble? Come on, be truthful
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Post by patty on Mar 19, 2019 19:56:58 GMT
I think we all tell 'white lies' so that other peoples feelings are not hurt... Ah - but have you ever lied to get yourself out of trouble? Come on, be truthful Ah the only time I remember was not saying anything when ask who'd carved up dads new woodwork..I was very young...he guessed who was the culprit but didn't punish me cos I was recovering from pneumonia and still 'bit special'..(I nearly died and for ages got away with stuff). But I remember feeling terrified because I hadn't owned up. I don't really remember any other lies to get out of trouble. I probably did as according to son everyone does. Its easier to tell the truth in many instances because in order to be a good liar you have to have a good memory....its what caught out big time someone I know. I feel guilty if I do anything wrong and always try not to.
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Post by naughtyfox on Mar 19, 2019 20:00:20 GMT
I scribbled in a library book when I was about 4. My dad carted me off to the library and I was given a lecture. I now enjoy defacing in-flight magazines.
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Post by Clinton Cool on Mar 20, 2019 9:06:42 GMT
I remember being at primary school and hiding a set of knives and forks under the table. A teacher came over and asked who had done it. I was too scared to admit it. The teacher said the whole table had to sit there until the culprit owned up. Eventually another lad owned up, even though he hadn't done it. He was promptly marched off the the headmaster's office and given the slipper. I still feel bad about it now, nearly 50 years later.
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Post by patty on Mar 20, 2019 9:25:00 GMT
I remember being at primary school and hiding a set of knives and forks under the table. A teacher came over and asked who had done it. I was too scared to admit it. The teacher said the whole table had to sit there until the culprit owned up. Eventually another lad owned up, even though he hadn't done it. He was promptly marched off the the headmaster's office and given the slipper. I still feel bad about it now, nearly 50 years later. Quite right too... What a hero that other lad was... But of course u could always 'Let it Go' now...I mean 50 years of guilt is rather a long time...
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Post by Clinton Cool on Mar 20, 2019 11:13:49 GMT
I remember being at primary school and hiding a set of knives and forks under the table. A teacher came over and asked who had done it. I was too scared to admit it. The teacher said the whole table had to sit there until the culprit owned up. Eventually another lad owned up, even though he hadn't done it. He was promptly marched off the the headmaster's office and given the slipper. I still feel bad about it now, nearly 50 years later. Quite right too... What a hero that other lad was... But of course u could always 'Let it Go' now...I mean 50 years of guilt is rather a long time... I know, but I still think about it the odd time. When the headmaster came back with the tearful lad he told us he'd given him the slipper not for hiding the knife and fork, but for making the teacher wait before admitting it, and let that be a lesson to all of us. The lad who admitted it ended up being a violent thug and then later on getting a drug habit.
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Post by Andyberg on Jun 6, 2019 12:04:03 GMT
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Post by naughtyfox on Jun 6, 2019 12:23:05 GMT
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Post by bodger on Jun 6, 2019 13:10:46 GMT
typical journalese. 'company boss' ..... ? ......... she appears to be just a single person, self-employed, who works as a contractor to the NHS. ................. oh, I just noticed - it's the Daily Fail, otherwise known as Fuxxy's Bible.
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Post by Clinton Cool on Jun 6, 2019 16:03:22 GMT
Fat cunt.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2019 16:11:02 GMT
Going back to school for a moment. Apart from the Hitachi VHS recorder I stole from the classroom I had previously had away some 5.25" floppy discs but the teacher (Mr fisher) was very anoraky and kept all the pupils in detention until someone gave him back the discs. I gave them back after the first detention session. I don't think the other boys knew who it was. I'm not a thief by nature but I became aware that the school fees were being paid out of my future inheritance and since I hated the school enormously I was attempting to reclaim some value. I got away with the VHS and used it for several years afterwards. I did have to get the remote control on a separate occasion. I hate confessions. I was treated leniently anyway as the head master was convinced I was Oxford material until I told him during lunch that I was leaving half way through a levels he said come back later. next time I saw him was when I was living the Thames in a narrow boat a couple of years later Silly private school full of knobheads. Default option after a nasty divorce. Not a natural choice !!
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