This is the basic premise of this blog: I lie. A lot. And I've decided to write down every lie I tell, every lie I've told, as I think of them, or as I say them, or as I remember them.

You're welcome to submit your own lie. Tell me the lie, tell me the turth, and tell my a little bit about the lie. Why you told it. What you were thinking as you told it, if you were caught.

I'm not often caught, myself. I've been at it too long.

30th December 2010

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Lie #4

Lie: “We raise butterflies in our attic.”

Truth: You really need me to tell you the truth of that? Wow.  I was in first grade when I told that one.  Significant because it’s the earliest lie I remember besides telling my parents I cleaned my room.  I’ve always lied about that one.

I told this lie because we had just released some butterflies we had been raising in the classroom, and a few came and landed on me instead of flying off.  The teacher said they must be attracted to the colors on my shirt, which was probably true.  A few weeks later, and I don’t remember what was going on, or what we were doing, but I told a few of my friends that my mom raised butterflies.

They believed me.  First graders are idiots, myself included.  I got a few seconds of gratification, then everybody forgot about because we went out to recess.

It has to be the stupidest lie I’ve ever told.  The fucking stupidest.  And I can’t forget it.

Tagged: butterflieslie4stupid

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