Finally, There's a Cartoon that, Both, the Kids and Their Parents Can Enjoy. Or Not

SpongeBob SquarePants had just finished soaking up Ernie's ejaculate when Bert walked in on them. "Ernie!" Bert exclaimed in a high-pitched, effeminate voice.

"It's not what you think, Bert," Ernie said, quickly zipping up his denim cutoffs.

Just then, He-Man came in, gripping his tumescent phallus with both hands. "You guys ready for that threeso—" Ernie nodded sideways in Bert's direction. "Whoops."

"What is this, an orgy?" Bert asked, his eyes welling up.

SpongeBob was temporarily distracted; watching He-Man's overt display of power possession was triangulating his own pants around the crotch. "Not yet — the Teletubbies haven't shown up."

Thanks to protesting Christian groups, I knew about SpongeBob, Bert and Ernie, and the Teletubbies, but Fred?! Fred Flintstone?! That was news.

Given his theme song, I guess it shouldn't have been: "When you're with the Flintstones...you'll have a gay old time."

So, what, does that make "Yabba dabba doo" his safe word?