The trouble with stretching the truth is that it’s apt to snap back

A false witness shall not be unpunished, and he that speaks lies shall not escape – Proverbs 19:5

In preparation for a dinner party, a women stopped by a small butcher shop to buy meat for the meal. She had decided to stuff and roast a chicken as the main course. When she asked the man at the meat counter for the largest chicken he had, he reached into the cold storage compartment, grabbed the last chicken he had, and placed it on the scale.
“This one weighs four pounds, ma’am,” he said.

The woman thought for a moment and then said, “I’m not sure that will be enough. Don’t you have a bigger one?”

The attendant put the chicken back into the compartment, pretended to search through the melting ice for another bird, and then brought out the same chicken. This time when he weighed it on the scale, he discreetly applied some finger pressure on the scale. “Ah,” he said with a smile, “this one weights six pounds.”

The woman frowned, and making some mental calculations, brightened as she said, “I’m just not sure. I’ll tell you what – wrap them both up for me!”

Truth is a bond, not a rubber band.