My all time favourite was the one my Grandma used to say in her best scary voice.
'It was a dark and stormy night, and the brigands were seated around the camp fire.
One rose and said, Chief tell us a tale, and this is the tale he told.....
....It was a dark and stormy night, and the brigands...etc etc.'
We never tired of this silly ditty. The fact that there was no ending never seemed to bother us...we just loved her chanting it to us and being just a little bit scary.
When a political leader lies on their CV - can you trust them?


You're bound to know it in that case.