You know, one of my favorite all time movies was the fabulous comedy with Jim Carey, “Liar, Liar”. I probably could recite it word for word, “The pen is blue, the pen is blue…the GD pen is blue”. Oh, I guess you kind of had to be there. Ole Jim, Gotta love him. If only I could invent the magic formula, pushing people to be brutally honest without the ability to tell even the smallest, fluffiest “little white lie”. Honestly, now that I think about it…I do not want my friend to know that she looks like a ‘pig in a blanket’ when she wears that pink dress, nor do I want my mother knowing that her butter bean casserole tastes like cow dung and personally, I do not need anyone telling me that I have dimples in my ass. Hey, if you see the dimples…you’ve created a smile.
So, it’s obvious that fluffing the truth is something that we all do on a day to day basis and anyone who says they don’t fluff, is lying.
You said: “Oh, those shoes are to die for!” You wanted to say: “You wouldn’t catch me dead in those!”
You said: “Girl, who cut your hair, it’s the best!” You wanted to say: “Whoa, that shit looks like a birds nest!”
You said: “You’re the best lover I’ve ever had!” You wanted to say: “You’re the best lover I’ve ever had…within the past hour!”
I don’t think that fluffing makes us liars, in a twisted way…it sort of makes us compassionate. There are truths that sometimes need to be diluted, because some people just can’t handle the truth. *raises hands* Without a little bit of flattery, the world would be bold, blunt, raw and cruel. So, it’s evident that we all fib through life, mostly to fluff up the truth, avoid hurting someone’s feelings, and possibly to get out of a lunch date with Dennis that works in the cubicle next to you. Read the rest of this entry »
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