( Cut for spoilers and possible obscenity )And then I turned on Food Network and they had a closeup of a turkey and I had a brief flashback to an unfortunate episode at a petting zoo or farmers' market when I was four and I wanted to pet the turkey and the turkey wasn't so keen on being petted and I was not responding appropriately to the negative reinforcement of being bitten or pecked or whatever by large barnyard fowl. Frankly my parents weren't so sure they'd be buying me Boethius, Bede, Prudentius, and Jerome in the original Latin twenty-nine years later, if you know what I mean.
All in all, a very traumatic 3 minutes.
Wait... there's at least one more...
OH MY GOD. *throw up hands and stomp around apartment*