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Bart kept his hand where it was. "C'mon, kid, swear!" He laughed. "Also, I'm not asking you to lie to your boyfriend, just don't tell him! Tell him whatever else you want. Tell him my hair's getting too long and I really need to get it cut." He arched an eyebrow, a skill he got much better at over the past thirty years. "It's not lying if you just don't say anything. And when have I been known for giving good advice? I'm terrible at advice!"