I saw the Baby Jesus Butt Plug, and I just laughed. But now, someone has made a cephalopod butt plug and matching ball gag, and my laughter fades to a nervous tittering while my eyes dart about confusedly. Should I be outraged? Aroused? Amused? Disturbed? All of the above? A boundary has been transgressed!
Fortunately, I'm old and greying, and can always fall back on the ignorant old coot routine. "Eh, sonny? What's that? That's a mighty big fishing lure you're waving around there."
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