It was my night to put Da Chimpz to sleep tonight. I was reading them the continuing saga of Beowulf (he'd just ripped Grendel's arm off and Heorot was about to be attacked by Grendel's moms). As we all got into position, Mojo asked that question that every parent dreads hearing:

What if a giant pickle attacks the earth?

I assured him it would have a salutary effect on our standard of living.

And speaking of pickles: Have another beer, Torre.