Two Truths and a Lie, Guessing Edition.
Also I will divulge the backstory for 1 (one) rock.
I was nearly drowned by a teacher.
My dad doesn't like cats because he read a story about one turning into a human and murdering its owners when he was a kid.
I used to catch squirrels to look at them and they left deep gashes on my arms.
I'm gonna go with the squirrels as the lie cause they are slippery little shits.
I HATE TO SAY IT BUT YOU GOT ME (but not for the reasons you think)
I DID have a friend who used to catch squirrels (and pigeons) and they DID leave huge gashes on his arms (aforementioned slipperiness being the cause). My guy used to roam around petting them until they succumbed to his affection and then just- set them free. The freaky thing was he had feline eyes so he'd look like a cat toying with his prey.
And for those of you wondering how he got close to them in the first place, this man was more arboreal than terrestrial. He'd sit quietly in a tree for hours until he was more plant than human. The squirrels (in addition to being slippery) were curious and would play the game of who touches the weird ape and gets away with it first. And he'd let them continue until his hand would shoot out lighting fast and grab one them. The others would scamper and watch as he subjected their unfortunate comrade to affection (the horror)
And yet they fell for it each time.
(Also I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE. This has been sitting in my drafts for almost a year now and I just now realised.)
All good!!!! Thats a great strategy tho
