A liar’s pants don’t actually catch on fire, because I would love it if this was an actual law of the universe, say like the law of gravity. I would probably go into the britches business and make a killing.
Just a random thought. I can hear my Grandma saying, “If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.”
Just a random thought. I can hear my Grandma saying, “If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.”
