(Posted on behalf of Sidharta)
In August, 2009, when my mom and I were getting out of her Prius, a group of grapes fell on her head. I examined the grapes. I looked for any grape vines but none were there. And besides. It was August! None of the grapes would have been ripe yet.
So I wondered. And wondered. And wondered. How could grapes fall the sky, without any grape vines to make them?
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