the line's right there

Yesterday I made a joke about infant burlesque, funny to: only me. There was cartoon berby wriggling its eyebrows, making Betty Boop-y faces, with pacifier pasties (in my mind). Complete silliness.

This morning I wanted to toy with this in PhotoShop, but just wound up remembering 1990s talk shows with parents saying how proud they were of their stripper or centerfold daughters.

Just READ. It doesn't make you fat.

So, do they start looking at them in this light as babies, or is there such a whopping disconnect in their feeble brains that they actually aren't putting it together that the naked adult jiggling around is, in fact, the same one they birthed and raised?