I used to have a friend who was a chronic liar, in one way it used to make me angry when she would lie straight to my face but on the other hand I thought it was kinda sad. Liars are the worst, as their lies just build on and on. Most of the time they dont have a conscience as in the end they dont know whats the truth and what not and they start believing their own bullshit.
Terry has a friend like that. Terry lets him hang around as he has no other friends, but I regularly kick him out of the house. In his (very slight) defence, he was dropped on his head as a kid.
Basically every single word he breathes is a lie. Bold faced lie, that he tries to back up with more lies. For example;
Him "My Canadian uncles are the strongest men in the world"
Me "Really, stronger than those Scottish highlanders who throw those big poles around?"
Him "Yeah, they can throw two!"
Me "Do you know how big those poles are?"
Him "Yeeeah course I do, they're as long as this house twice."
Me "sigh."
Others include his standard magna being faster than WRXes, his uncles dogs being the largest in the world, him being a karate black belt, him having 5 girls on the go at once, him having three uni degrees and the list goes on and on and on. I warn people about him before they meet him and they don't believe me. They spend 15 mins with him and ask me to save them.
Oh yeah, his nickname is Goofy.