My grandmother is staying with me for Passover. Before she arrived, I made a considerable effort to sanitize the house--porn, SM instructional books, and sex toys all carefully concealed. Right now, the trunk of my car looks like the aftermath of a vice bust.
But Grandma takes one look around and takes me to task for "reading filth!" The problem? She found a copy of Cosmo.
...Well, I guess she's right, really.
...But boy am I glad she didn't find the toy we call "Mr. Ed."