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You see a cute blonde girl sitting on Carl’s couch wearing a sweater and jeans.
“Um...where’s Carl?” You ask.
“If you mean Carla, then, like, that’s me!” The girl chirps.
“No my friend Carl lives here,” you say.
“Nuh-Uh,” she retorts. “This has been my house for a year. Don’t you live kinda close?”
You can’t believe what you are hearing. It is only when you see the lamp seemingly discarded on the floor that you know what happened: Carl made himself a girl and lost all memories of being a guy!