This ... this really happened.

Today as R. Girl and I left Target.

"Did you see the blood dripping from her scalp?" R. Girl said.

"What? I thought that was one of those Hindu things ... just way up there on her forehead," I retorted.

"That was blood."

"Wow. No wonder she kept saying she was tired. Poor girl was suffering from head trauma."

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