The quickest way to get accused of being a compulsive liar is for me to tell the truth about my life. Even after I share stories on this blog I get comments like “this can’t be true” or “please tell me you’re exaggerating” or (my personal favorite) “are you a fictional character?”
I’m afraid it’s all true, folks.
But earlier today, whilst sitting in a particularly boring meeting, I read this post over at Sips of Jen and Tonic and– as often happens when I’m reading you fine people’s blogs– I was inspired to totally rip the idea from her witty little fingers.
In an updated version of the old game “5 Truths and a Lie” I have written 6 statements about myself– 5 are true, one is not. Can you guess which is which? Also: If you’ve done this same post/decide to further steal the idea (you totally should) be sure to leave a link in the comments!
#1. When I was 5 years old I was taken out of my front yard by strangers in a white van. A few days later they left me at a gas station.
#2. My dad writes books on Christian parenting. And he’s gay.
#3. I didn’t have a first kiss until I was 23 years old.
4. I had to perform CPR on a man who coded while shopping at Target.
5. Both of my childhood homes burned down.
6. I grew up down the street from a major country music star.
So…Can you guess the lie? Are any of these also YOUR truths? And while we’re on the topic of lies– what’s the greatest deception you’ve managed to carry out without anyone catching on?
Update: The first set of answers is here!
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