To persistently tell a ferocious lie, even when confronted with overwhelming evidence to the contrary, all the while keeping a straight face.
George: No Father
Father: George, you are holding an hatchett and there are bark slivers all over you; are you trying to pull a cheney on me?
Interviewer: What do you think of the insurgency?
Dick: I think its in its last throes
Interviewer: Uhm, there are about 100 insurgents coming over the hill straight toward us, bearing guns and bombs and looking quite angry....
Dick: Believe me, they’re in their last throes
Interviewer: Don’t try to pull a cheney on me mister, im outa here!
Harry: He was hunting with Bob and he got Cheneyed!
Frank: Watch where you're swinging that gun, Jack!
Jack: What? It's not like I'm gonna Cheney you!
Billy: Come on, Mike! We're going hunting with George & Dick.
Mike: Damn it... Do we have to? That Dick can't shoot for shit. I bet one of us gets Cheneyed by that sumbitch!