[[An upset-looking individual accosts a custodian, who is holding a mop above a bucket.]]
Pedestrian: Excuse me! EXCUSE ME! The FLOOR is WET!
Custodian: Well, I'm... mopping?
Pedestrian: WELL, if I had walked OVER it, I might have fallen!
Pedestrian: What if I didn't see the puddle? What if my arms had been full of GROCERIES, or I had been DISTRACTED by talking on the phone? I could have been SERIOUSLY HURT!
Custodian: Yes -- but -- none of those things happened
Pedestrian: What if this water had been GASOLINE? And I had been SMOKING?
Pedestrian: WHAT if it had BEEN a FOOT-DEEP POOL of GASOLINE?
Pedestrian: What if it was an elaborate series of GASOLINE CANALS spelling out RACIAL SLURS?
Pedestrian: What a DISGRACE. You DISGUST me.
Custodian: If ANYTHING was a foot-deep gasoline canal spelling out racial slurs, it'd be disgusting. The same would be true of your LIVING ROOM.
Custodian: But... since it's not... it's NOT?
Pedestrian: If this entire STREET were filled with gigantic birds bellowing demonic squawks with their FEATHERS on fire, I -- I just don't know what I'd do. I'd FREAK out.
Pedestrian: I'd probably DIE. I'd die RIGHT HERE on the sidewalk. I'M ALLERGIC TO FEATHERS!!
Custodian: Okay, hold on just a second, now I'm taking notes
{{header: trip over WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: dear mr malki, if you were to replace 'mopping' in this comic with running for french parliament, well, you can see how the logic completely falls apart}}