I love saying “why would I lie” when I’m lying.

I deserve an Oscar for telling my dentist I don’t eat candy.

Never lie to Indian girls. That red dot be recording everything.

At my next job, I’m gonna lie about having a kid so I can leave the office anytime I want like everyone else with children.

I just need to lie down for a couple of years.

I lied, there’s no sex. Stand over there and tell me if this painting I’m hanging is straight.

Most people prefer lies. The truth just hits them like a WiFi outage, and then they just stand there, confused and buffering.

“It can’t get any worse than this”, I lie to myself knowing it will absolutely get worse.

I’m sorry I lied to you. I only did it for material gain. And to cause you psychological harm. And to prove I’m smarter than you.

People who lie all the time really think that we don’t know.

Any time I have ever uttered the phrase “no worries” I have been lying. There are many worries.

Life would be so much easier if the nose of people who lie all the time did actually grow longer like Pinocchio’s.

There is no sex. I lied. You are gonna lay here and take personality quizzes with me.

You are born, you lie about how you are and then you die.

I just got lied to by 3K+ people. That recipe was awful.

90% of parenting is wondering when you can lie down again.

And then there are people who can only sleep on their back because their pea brain could slip out of their ear if they lie on their side.

Lie during your job interview because they’re lying to you about their great work environment.

My attempts to purge my possessions always seem to result in me rediscovering that I have lots of nice things, after which I lie happily on my hoard like a dragon.

Lie about the gap in your resume. Tell them you had to help some Hobbits take a ring to Mordor or something.