Let's be clear. When it comes to lying, I'm terrible. I can't lie to save my skin. When I was in the first grade, a bunch of us were doing the dreaded "talking in line" thing. Well, the teacher came by, heard the chatter, and walked up the line asking each student, "Were you talking?" Most of my fellow first-graders said, "No, teacher." Of course, they had been talking the loudest. When it came my ...
