Once Upon a Time in the Great Land of Oz
This one's thanks to Renpet, whoever he is, for the idea.
Have you ever entered a pub or a bar for simply a cold beer to quench your thirst and down the other end of the bar was a small group of people, all huddled around one man who was telling a story? The words he used were mesmerising even though all there knew there wasn't a truthful word being spoken. It was the rhythm and narration technique being used, which drew you in. He'd swear on his honour that every word he uttered were true, may God strike him down if they weren't.
The following story, I swear on my honour, is true, may God strike me down if it isn't. ;-)