And that is what my brain thinks of when I have too much time on my hands.
Although my thoughts could be worse.
I could be - just theoretically, you understand - researching sex toys (It's research. I wouldn't have a choice. Situation totally beyond my control.), and then the resulting information overload could warp my teeny little brain. So that, say, when I'm listening to a child's program on tv, I hear this:
'To the butt plug!"
intead of this:
"To the book club!"
Not that this has ever happened to me or anything, of course. It simply could, and it would be worse than thinking about bathing the world. That's all I'm saying. Truly. And don't act like it's never happened to you - really, they sound almost identical. Butt plug. Book club. People mix these two up constantly. I bet book club presidents have to worry about it all the time.
"Damn, better remember not to accidentally say 'Welcome to the DiddleFop Butt Plug' today. Wasn't that embarrassing last time."
And damn, wouldn't that be worth seeing? ^-^ I think I'll have to find the town of DiddleFop and move there now.