*cracks fingers* I'm liking this thread. Stand aside and let the master tell the tales. I could literally go on all night. I am terrified of ever getting married, because I have so many stories from my childhood that my reception will be more of a roast. Just to give you a taster...
Since we're limited to lies, I'll tell you about the time in Grade 8. Our public school was putting on a performance of Guys and Dolls. I auditioned to for it, but my singing voice wasn't great (puberty screws up your alto tones, let me tell you). They told me I could be in the show, but I would basically be an extra. It was around this time that I had bought my Gameboy and Pokemon Red, so I had better things to do. However, my parents were pretty anti-video games, and didn't let me play it until they got home. But, since I told them I was in the show, they let me have my gameboy so that I could play with it when I "wasn't on stage during rehearsals". Who was I to turn down this opportunity? Catching 'em all waits for no man! They didn't find out until about two weeks before the show, when my brother busted me.
**EDIT** More stories of my childhood sins can follow if you're interested. If you throw open the floodgates and let me tell embarrasing stories about myself, it will be hillarious (and good practice for a hypothetical future wedding reception/roast).