Truth
I want the truth.
The whole truth.
Not your spin doctor
sound bite version of
the truth, but the
real deal,
honest to God,
Baptist preacher on
Easter Sunday morning
truth.
The kind of truth you only
tell your mama,
because she's psychic,
and it's a waste of time
trying to tell her anything else
anyway.
Okay, let's have it.
I'm a big girl.
I can take it.
I won't cry.
I want the truth.
The whole truth.
Did you eat the
last damn slice
of
pizza?
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Last edited on Saturday October 15th, 2005 12:00 by LOB1
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