David Allan Coe had some ideas on this topic What are the biggest lies in your experience?
[WARNING: Possible NSFW lyrics]
(1) I love you
(2) The check’s in the mail
(3) If ____________, the terrorists win!
I’ll call you.
No, of course I’m not mad!
Mmm, this tastes delicious!
Oh, it’s just what I’ve always wanted!
Stay as long as you want- we don’t mind!
I’m just going to trim it a tiny little bit.
Overtime is optional.
- The check is in the mail
- I’ll still respect you in the morning
- I promise I won’t cum in your mouth
- Hi, I’m from the government/factory/head office, and I’m here to help
Biggest lie related to this thread: David Allan Coe claims he isn’t a racist.
I’d have to say religion as pitched by most televangelists.
It’s a rush to judgment; he didn’t do it.
No, those jeans don’t make your ass look big.
We’d love to attend your wedding!
I love your hair just the way it is.
Just an FYI, the link in the OP contains some NSFW language that might snag up some people’s work filters.
Not to mention their “yuck, not in the mood to think about that” filters.
“This will hurt me more than it will hurt you”
BTW, “In that case, I’ll spank you” is definitely the wrong response to use.
“It’s a job creator/killer.”
Here’s what I remember:
- The check is in the mail.
- I gave at the office.
- I won’t come in your mouth.
J.
Your ass is not fat.
I never lie.
And they lived happily ever after.
Spoken by any corporate honcho: “We deeply regret the need for this workforce adjustment…”
Death: Humans need fantasy to be human. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape.
Susan: With tooth fairies? Hogfathers?
Death: Yes. As practice, you have to start out learning to believe the little lies.
Susan: So we can believe the big ones?
Death: Yes. Justice, mercy, duty. That sort of thing.
Susan: They’re not the same at all.
Death: You think so? Then take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder, and sieve it through the finest sieve, and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy. And yet, you try to act as if there is some ideal order in the world. As if there is some, some rightness in the universe, by which it may be judged.
Susan: But people have got to believe that, or what’s the point?
Death: You need to believe in things that aren’t true. How else can they become?
“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.” When I hear this, I start looking for shelter.