The other day he was doing his thing and suddenly emitted a cry of panic. "I don't want to see these grown-up videos! Ahhhhhhhhhh! Grown-up videos! I don't WANT these GROWN UP VIDEOS!"
It took my brain a second to click on, and then I thought, Oh, BLEEP. My mind immediately went to the worst, and as I bolted and hurdled across the room to the computer, things seemed to be in slow-motion. And the horrific slide show of the nude and lewd streamed through my mind in fast-motion.
I didn't want to know what he had stumbled upon that was obviously disturbing him greatly.
But I had to look.
I had to turn it off.
I fish-tailed around the desk and saw the horror.
Flower arranging.
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