A three-year-old stuck out her hand and said, “Look at the fly I killed, Mommy.”
Since she was eating a juicy pickle at the time, Mom thrust her contaminated hands under the faucet and washed them with antibacterial soap.
After sitting her down to finish her pickle, she asked, with a touch of awe, “How did you kill that fly all by yourself?”
Between bites, the girl said, “I hit it with my pickle.”