The scenario: it's the middle of the night, and you have to go to the bathroom. So you get up and start staggering in that direction, without turning on any lights, because you know the way well enough and there's enough ambient light in the darkness that you won't walk into the walls or anything.
You're barefoot, and you're about to put your foot squarely onto...something. So, what would you rather it be: one of your kid's Lego bricks, which would really hurt, or a cold-but-still-wet pile of your cat's vomit?
Discuss!
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14 comments:
Depends. If I don't slip and fall, the cat vomit, because I HAVE stepped on the Lego with my full weight and it hurts like hell.
The cat vomit. I would be disgusted at first but then as my toes squished around in the moist and cool substance I would become oddly pacified. My first reaction to retract would be quelled by a wanton desire to linger in the strange concoction. Although I know very well what it is, I use the darkness as justification to ignore its real identity.
I would get no such forbidden pleasure from a lego
or Danielle Steel rather
The cat puke. (I'm already used to this, as I have two old cats, and unfortunately throwing up is what they do.) Beyond the initial ick factor, it cleans up quickly and easily, and there's no blood involved.
I'm gonna go the other way and say Lego brick. (I don't have kids, but I WAS a kid once, and I remember what stepping on one of those feels like). But cat vomit - especially recent vomit, which is still warm - is really horrible and then I'd have to turn on the bathroom light and wash off my foot and get all awakened and have a hard time falling back to sleep.
Also, depending on how my own stomach was feeling, stepping in cat vomit might trigger an unpleasant and similar response in me.
The lego brick would hurt a lot, but I wouldn't have to wash my foot.
The Lego brick. Yeah, it hurts like heck, but you won't spread any more mess all over the floor when you're hopping around.
I've done both, so I'd have to chose the Lego brick. The cat puke made me want to hurl, but the worst was my son's Darth Vader action figure back in the 70s. That darned plastic cape hurt like hell!
The Lego brick. I'm sure I have stepped on those a few times but the pain left no lasting memory. On the other hand, if I stepped on cat puke in the dark that second of "Ewwww, yuck, gross, yikes, what the hell is that?!" would likely stay with me forever.
Lego.
The psychological trauma of stepping in cat vomit far outweighs any sort of physical pain.
Legos hurt but cat vomit involves having to wash my foot.
Was this just an out-of-the-blue question or is it related to a recent personal experience?
I trust you saw my facebook status regarding Legos. I'd still take stepping on the brick. I don't think the pain would wake me up the way having to turn on lights, and wash my foot and clean the floor would.
I'm going to have to go with the cat puke. I'd find the Lego to be considerably more ominous. A stroll through feline spew is not all that extraordinary over here. Were I to step on a Lego it would mean that someone had broken into my abode in the dark of night and, while skulking about on some nefarious nocturnal mission, had dropped a Lego that they had brought along. The pain in my foot would be washed away by the chill of terror that swept over me as I realized that I was not alone. Who is this mysterious intruder? What could they mean by bringing Legos into my home? Did they bring any other building toys? Lincoln Logs? Tinker Toys? Or, God forbid, an Erector Set!
And I still have to go to the bathroom.
What a bizarre question!
DEFINITELY the lego.
I don't do puke well regardless of the source.
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