Biggie-Sized Whopper

I thought my daughter could tell a tall tale, but this 8-year-old girl in my son's class told him a real whopper of a story today. After school, he was so excited to relay all the gorey details:

"Daddy daddy, you know what? Nadia told me about this time when she was in the store with her parents and her grandma, and a burglar snuck into the store when nobody was looking, and you know what? He pretended to be walking with them and then he pulled out a gun and shot Nadia's grandma right in the heart. And you know what? She died right in the store. And you know what? Nadia's other grandma was in her house watching TV and a burglar snuck in behind her and cut her head off. The police found her standing up in the middle of the room, and you know what? They touched her and her head fell right down to the floor! And there was blood all over the place!"

Silly me, I didn't realize that girls had such wild imaginations. Either that, or poor Nadia had two of the unluckiest grandmothers ever!