True Story

Today, I develop a forehead pimple.

I look at it and suddenly remember -- last year, I owned a forehead pimple so large and so red that I was asked if it was a bindi.

True Story.

It burst one night, morphing into a massive, open welt covering the entire area between my eyebrows. And so, I was forced to buy purple Harry Potter bandaids, which I cut into lightening bolts and wore to school every day for approximately a month.
If asked, "What happened to your forehead?"
I replied, "I was in a knife fight. Do you like my bandaid?"
And the other party was forced to admit that, actually, Harry Potter was an excellent choice.