You can get blood out of a turnip!

 

I need a photo here of a turnip . . . with a Band-Aid on it.
There is a place in Northern Kentucky where Buttermilk Pike runs head into Huckleberry Hill at Dixie Highway. Read those names again – Huckleberry, Buttermilk, Dixie – converging in Kentucky? Some say it is the Bermuda Triangle of Southern. I was told that on a still night at that spot, if you listen very carefully, you can hear Mark Twain cough.
I am also told that if you should hear that and you have a turnip with you, if you poke it at that moment, you can draw blood out of it.
I haven’t tried it myself, but that’s what I was told at that intersection by a man who looked old enough to have been Mark Twain himself. I have no reason to doubt him.