I cannot tell a lie

At least, not without opening my mouth and issuing forth words. Or writing something. Or at least making intentions I do not know made through body language. But other than those circumstances, I cannot tell a lie. Actually, unless something blatantly obvious eludes me, except those circumstances it is not physically possible to lie. Perhaps it is metaphysically possible, that I don't know.

Actually, one other circumstance occurs to me. What if lie, instead of meaning "to tell a falsehood" means "to stretch horizontally upon a rigid surface"...would that change the answer? Could I then tell a lie without speaking, writing, or moving? No, I could lie, but not tell a lie...a fine distinction, but not a fine one. If oyu are fine with that distinction then you might want to pay a p-sychiatrist lots of money you don't have to make up nonsense about your problems. Because you certainly have them.

Now, this is meant to be funny, just as the post about oranges was. However, it appears to have turned left at Glendale and instead entered into an existential quandary of limited humor potential. SOmetimes you sit down to be deliberately, blatantly funny and good smurf comes out...for example, I thought the Halves, quarters, eighths line was pretty funny. I also thought Joe Dirt was funny, so take that for what it is worth...

Meanwhile, I hear la cama llama mi nobre y entonces yo creo necesito voy a la cama porque tengo mucho sueno. Hasta manana,

El Weasel de Darth

aka Lieutenant Colonel Evil