A few years ago, a jealous boyfriend suspected me of cheating on him. So he gave me chocolates infused with the typical "Pinocchio's nose" curse to find out if I was lying to him. And sense then, everytime I tell a lie, my nose grows in some sort of proportion to te severity of the untruthfulness. But it always eventually returns to its normal size.

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