While waiting to cross the street, there was this lady standing next to me. She was scratching her head, normal enough it seems. But she kept scratching and scratching and I looked up at her and she was scratching and scratching and casually flinging something in the air
at my direction
I backed away quickly. That
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Except for the lice bit, oh dear
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