Puppet proctology?

Yeah, I know, I never would've thought about that either. At least not before today, when Esther (my youngest stepdaughter) picked up a mouse puppet they'd left over at Sabra's mother's house. Apparently she asked what the hole in the bottom was for, and Sabra told her, "That's so you can shove your hand up the mousey's butt and make sure its prostate's okay."

Ahhhh, Merle. "It's a big job just gettin' by, with nine kids and a wife..."