L.I.E.S.
L. I. E. S. is like a buffet of lies. You pick one, but then you eat them all and wonder why your brain hurts.
I told my teacher I did my homework. I didn’t. I just watched a movie and pretended it was a documentary.
My friend said he passed the test. He didn’t. He just guessed and cried for an hour.
My brother said he’s a chef. He just burns toast and calls it gourmet.