We were in a store in that sells farm and ranch supplies.
My favorite red-haired 3-year-old noticed a mannequin in the clothing isle. The mannequin was of the bust only.
Red-haired child: Monica, where's her head?
Me: Child, I wonder that myself about a lot of people.
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