I’m Batman.
Cecil Adams is actually
struck by lightning and killed
There’s a joke/story that not only will make Mitt Romney lighten up, but become more relaxed and likable (between 7% to 23%), especially to swing voters, white women, Latinos, Blacks and white men who make less than $100,000 a year.
No only will I take this to the grave, I’m going to speed that process along.
I was the man on the grassy knoll.
The secret to stopping reality shows forever.
I accidentally my sister’s Barbie Wardrobe.
I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you.
What’s inside the TrueCrypted folder on my computer.
Nothing, I’ve lived a remarkably scandal-free existence. My life is an open book.
Well, unless you count that guy I accidentally killed. But no one ever found the body apparently.
Who wrote the book of love.
I have helped (as in drove to the clinic and loaned them money, nothing medical) several friends get abortions. Their families are anti-abortion and would give them hell or worse for it. Unless these individuals do something disgusting like becoming anti-abortion advocates themselves, I will never reveal that information about them.
My brother’s college diploma is fake. He walked at graduation, but had essentially dropped out in the middle of his last semester.
Cold fusion.
The whole thing?
In my first timeline, Al Gore won in 2000, until I…oh, *verrrry *clever. Nope.
I am a pod.
The secret to understanding women.
Why would I give up alllll that power?
I am the Walrus.
What happened in Vegas.
Who put the bomp in the bomp-ba-bomp-bah-bomp.
Still not sure about the Ram-a-lam-a-ding-dong, however.