That escalated quickly

Tonight, I read to Sweetie the headline on this article from The Onion: Report: Ground Still Least Desirable Surface For Breaking Fall.

Sweetie is a person, you should keep in mind, who once cried during a Cheerios commercial. She hides her face during horror movies. Old ladies come up to her and tell her how nice her face looks. She is, in a word, sweet.


So I was not expecting this exchange, after I finished that headline:

"What about glass?" she asked.

"Well, sure..." I said.

"Or rocks?" she went on.

I said: "I think those are considered ground..." but she interrupted:

"What about a pile of poop?"

I was by this point speechless. Remember: cried about Cheerios.  But she wasn't done:

"What about a bunch of dead bodies?"

At that point, I'd given up.  But Sweetie still had not. About 10 minutes later, she said:

"What about a pile of dead bodies with the flesh-eating virus?"

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