‎حبل الكذب قصير -اللهجة الفلسطينية

A lie has short legs

There was a guy named Karam. He always liked to make himself look better than he really was. If he was late, he lied. If he made a mistake, he covered it with another story.

One day, he was late to work. When his manager asked him why, he said:
“There was a big accident on the road.”

The manager didn’t respond, but he had doubts.

The next day, Karam told the same story to a coworker—but changed the details without noticing.

The coworker found it strange and mentioned it to the manager.

A few days later, the manager called him in and said:
“One time you said it was an accident, another time you said your car broke down… what’s the truth?”

Karam got nervous and started stumbling over his words.

He paused, unable to get out of the situation.

The manager looked at him and said:
“If you had told the truth from the beginning, we’d be done by now… but you seem to forget that a lie has short legs.”

Karam stood there in silence, because for the first time, a small lie had trapped him.

From that day on, he understood that a lie might work for a while… but it never lasts.