robot slipper said:
My son (age 8) asked me the other day if there are "child prisons". I very seriously nodded and said that there are indeed prisons for children, and that children regularly get sent to child prison if they misbehave. He totally believed me, which I think is a good thing if it keeps him out of trouble.
My Mom knew Santa's phone number. That was enough for me to behave lol
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I will never do that to my kids except maybe when it comes time to sex. Its not that I don't want my child educated in sex its just I can't imagine sitting him down and saying "Yeah, I fucked your Mom."
I grew up with a father who loved to do that stupid lies shit. He told me:
The bits in the lemonade is just the skin of the workers who are getting the juice out of the lemons.
There is a restaurant called Taco Johns in my childhood town. He told me Taco Bell and Taco Johns were owned by two brothers who decided to split the company up.
I was terrified of a panther after seeing a really "scary" monster in a movie (It was Gmork from "The NeverEnding Story")
So my Dad told me that a panther slept in the shower at night. (I couldn't walk into the bathroom without someone holding my hand for a month.
He told me jelly beans was Easter Bunny crap
Theres much more, but I can't think of it all off the top of my head. The whole thing made me look like an idiot growing up, spouting stupid shit I thought was true. I was a smart kid (I figured out Santa when I was 5.) but gullible as hell.