I completely believe it. I wasn't in Dallas much, but I don't doubt it there. It seemed like everywhere I looked was just as bad. Like pre-civil rights south almost. My godmother's daughter-in-law is Mexican-American, and she was telling me horror stories, too. But it was seriously freaking me out when I was down there. And everybody was acting like it was totally normal.

Oh, when we were at this one restaurant, I saw this lady ordering a tall, interesting drink. When I asked what it was, they said it was something agua. I ordered it to try it out, and it was like spiced milk over ice. They told me it comes in a little bottle and you add water to it, but I can't remember what they told me it was. I swear leche wasn't in the name anywhere. Do you know what I'm talking about? It was good.