Well, I have a bottle of 4X Instant Honesty, unscented, and I’ll easily spray 4 to 6 sprays on my chest.
The result: People riding in a car with me start comparing the skeletons in their closets, basically. I’ve learned all any psychologist ever wanted to know. And surprisingly, everyone’s mature about it and never repeats the other people’s dirt once they leave the car, apparently.
Maybe it’s mutually assured destruction.
In any case, when someone starts talking about their skeletons, I think, holy crap, there goes good ol’ Instant Honesty!
And make a firm resolve to not say a word for the next 3 hours. So much to learn, and so much to lose 
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Cheers,
Quicksilver