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Also from "Fuzzy Memories"

When we would go for a drive in the family car, I used to love to stick my head out the window, until one time we passed an oncoming car and my head knocked off a dog's head.

(short, so I'll do two today)

There used to be a house on our block that we thought was haunted, because you'd hear people screaming inside and because people who went in never came out. Later we found out it was just a murderer's house.