“You know, I'm starting to get why parents lie to their kids. You want them to believe that the worst thing out there is to mix some Pop Rocks and Coke. Protect them from the real evil. You want them going to bed feeling safe. If that means lying to them, so be it. More I think about it...more I wish dad would've lied to us.”
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