At Wal-Mart today, I had a snip-it of conversation that struck me as a funny kind of thing you don't hear everyday, especially not in a casual conversation.
As I was getting ready to leave the check-out counter, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something fall out of my cart. I said "Uh-oh, I think I dropped something."
To which a lady walking past calmly replied "It's the baby's head."
"Oh, thanks!" I say, picking it up and walking on.
And incidentally only a boy would carry around the decapitated head of a baby doll.
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