"You have my permission to eat me."

I was always a really strange child. (This is probably a huge understatement). When I was about 10 years old, I told my best friend at the time...."Hey, If we get stuck in the Andes Mountains or something and I die, but you survive, and there's nothing else for you to eat up there, you have my permission to eat me." Of course, she was horrified at this proposition. Apparently this isn't the type of topic you can bring up around people, not even around your best friend. Personally, I thought it was a generous offer. Isn't that what best friends are for? ;)