I have told Mower again and again not to let the kids watch "South Park." I love the show, I adore the show, I taped a copy of the second episode and introduced it to my college friends who then went Cartman crazy with it back in the beginning. But I decided, oh, about the gerbilling episode that it was no longer okay for the kids to watch. They might not understand everything that is being said, but I'll be damned if I have to explain gerbilling to them before they are ten.

So, Mower decided to be "right" and let Bubba watch an episode. Someone told Stan to "Suck my balls, Stan" and Bubba promptly chirped, "Suck my BALLS!" Mower almost gave himself an asthma and heart attack at the same time trying to keep her from repeating it over and over again while attempting to reign in the laughter and shock. Mower, you should be very happy I was not here to see that, because I would have given you a Brazillian bikini wax with Christmas candles and wrapping paper. Just know, if you die from trying to keep our children from repeating something objectionable that I told you not to let them hear because your body cannot handle the laughter and parenting correction you need to make, your gravestone will read, "Dude, I told you. I was right."