Occasionally, the Gentleman likes to watch
Dirty Jobs. It's a 30 minute filler before bedtime; informative, interesting; gross TV show that highlights jobs like
Collecting Road Kill, Collecting Golf Balls in Alligator Infested Golf Courses; & Commercial Sewage Collection. Just the thing to delight small boys without revving them up too much.
Hell, even I find it interesting. I think my favourite is
Catfish Noodler.
So tonight, I was startled out of my kids-almost-in-bed wind down by the topic
Lets See What A Horse Artificial Inseminator Does.
Holy Crap, Batman.
Why is that horse's private part pixelated out?? I want to see it!
What is he doing?
What is that thing?
Is that horse's pee in that bottle?
Now what...is that a different horse?
Is that the horse's butt? Where poo comes out?
What is he
doing?
Why does he need that glove?
Why does it go right up his arm??
EWWWWWWWW GRRRRROOOOOOOOOSSSSSS!!!!!!
Why did he DO that?
*Shocked silence*
Ohhhhhhh. Really?
I would like to say for the record, that I thought I handled the conversation very well considering the whole thing felt like a parenting pop quiz.
Unlike Mr BC, who sat behind me chortling like a 10 year old.