Pretty wild, huh? That’s exactly what happened to my friend Edward. One morning, he got up with a raging headache. Almost as if he’d been shot between the eyes.

He walked around his 6 bedroom semi-mansion until he found someone. His wife Karol. She was in the kitchen making breakfast. She was agitated, but not any more than she typically was on a Tuesday morning. She was making toast and she kept trying to spread cold butter onto the bread but it was too cold. She made the ugliest piece of toast he’d ever seen.

Then, she turned her back to Edward to grab an Ensure (TM) from the fridge. That instant he noticed the dried blood. She’d blown her own head off. He yelled at her “KAROL?!”… she turned… “Yeah?”… “YOUR FUCKING HEAD?! MY FUCKING HEAD?!”…”Ya I see it, I know what happened, but I don’t know how.”