This comic spoke to me...
My dad used to tell me his made up stories then send me on my way to school when I was a kid... He denies it now, with that same wicked, "innocent" grin I get now and then when I'm up to no good.
Example:
When I was 8 years old he was watching a documentary on the Vietnam War. I happen to catch one of the segments talking about why there were so many Gi's from both sides that were never recovered; but that the number of missing soldiers was greater for the Vietnamese. I asked him why and this was his answer:
"Think about it Mija, what do American's eat? Food with lots of preservatives. So when they die american soldiers stayed more whole and were easier to find. The Vietnamese have a diet of natural food, like fish and vegetables, so they dicompose faster and were harder to find since the body's just disappeared eventually."
I totally bought it...
So much so that at 15 in my American History class I repeated the same story out loud in class thinking I was super smart... only to be told that this was not a natural possiblity and I should sit down...
Yep, my dad is such a freakin' clown. If any of you have met my parents you know what I'm talking about =)