It's at least a little more believable, for an eight year old girl to be told by her mother "We're going to march, because we want freedom," and then she's asked what she wants, and she repeats what her mother told her. But a toddler falling out of a stroller in a crowd, nobody noticing that she's not there, and then when her parents get to the next town they realize she's not there. And they find her sitting among the priests and the scribes of the temple, and she says to them "did you not know I would be about Tupac's business?"
Oh, wait, did I just steal from someone else's story, to make it more impressive?
Yeah, that's how you know that it's a real Kamala story.
Honestly, the original story from 1965 sounds like /r/thathappened material
It's at least a little more believable, for an eight year old girl to be told by her mother "We're going to march, because we want freedom," and then she's asked what she wants, and she repeats what her mother told her. But a toddler falling out of a stroller in a crowd, nobody noticing that she's not there, and then when her parents get to the next town they realize she's not there. And they find her sitting among the priests and the scribes of the temple, and she says to them "did you not know I would be about Tupac's business?"
Oh, wait, did I just steal from someone else's story, to make it more impressive?
Yeah, that's how you know that it's a real Kamala story.
There’s nothing better at 5 am than this comment. You just made my coffee tastier and my bacon crispier. Well done.