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Whether lying is a good thing is subjective. Not telling my boyfriend's father that I intend on shagging his son that evening when he asks at the dinner table "What are you up to tonight" is probably for the best for the both of us. Yes, it could turn into a more comfortable relationship or lead to interesting discussion, but there's a certain point where we'll both be happier if I lie. On the other hand, not telling my mum she looks hideous in her new dress would be a bad lie. Lying to keep people safe is probably a bad thing, unless that person is you and you're just keeping yourself out of trouble.
Here's the thing. I enjoy lying once in a while. Like convincing a bunch of geek boys (I love geek boys, so I hope no offence will be taken by this) that you're a huge gamer chick when you're just lining up for Half Life Two in order to buy it for your love. It was harmless and stupid, but fun. And they were pleased with me for being a hardcore gamer and a chick at the same time. I don't think it was wrong at all.
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