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Carole Duff's avatar

My neighbor/friend has faith in me, but a few months ago I lied to her.

I walk another neighbor's dogs—because he can't—and stop by to say hello to this neighbor/friend. The dogs often poop during our walks, and I pick it up. Except when I throw the poo in the woods. One time, when my faith-in-me neighbor asked if Slick had pooped, I said no. I didn't want her to think I hadn't picked it up. That little lie. Oh me of little faith.

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Alex's avatar

At age 11, I introduced the kid next door to where my family had just moved (and myself) to the wonderful and exciting hilarity of making and recording our own prank phone calls! Equipped with a suction-cup microphone I'd obtained from Radio Shack and a tape recorder, we got right to work, eventually filling an entire 60 minute tape with our juvenile phone shenanigans.

I wish I still had that tape.

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