this true account, told to me by Kelli, of she and her boy at Walmart
Background: Kelli is shopping,pushing the grocery cart. Kelsi is sitting in the provisionary fold-out metal seat. Cotter is standing on the front of the cart, holding on to the corners of the cart for stability. As Kelli turned, Cotter's clenched hand is stricken by the corner aisle shelf.
Cotter: OUCH! YOU HURT MY NIPPLES!
Kelli: Cotter, those are your knuckles.
Cotter: Oh. What are my nipples then?
Kelli: < pointing to his chest >those are your nipples < /pointing to his chest >
Cotter: Oh. you hurt my knuckles! My nipples are fine.