Grossology
I'm the father of three young boys. And, as any parent of little boys can attest, little guys are fascinated by some of the most disgusting things nature has to offer—especially when it has anything to do with the human body. Whether they're laughing at gas or surprising you with some freshly mined nose gold, there seems to be never-ending interest in the less than pleasant side of biology. Boys will be boys.
Along with this innate fascination comes a bottomless pit of questions. Why do people poop? What is it? How come my skinned knees get scabs? On and on and on and on. Every time they make a new discovery there's bound to be a question and answer period to follow. And honestly, I don't always have the answers, not real ones anyway.
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