How Much Is That Hardcore Porn In The Windows?

My mum was babysitting my year-and-a-half-old nephew, Mitchell, on the weekend.
As it was rainy and cold outside, Mum found various indoor ways of entertaining Mitchell – drawing, reading to him, singing songs, and of course the equivalent of kiddie drugs – turning around and around quite quickly.
Soon she had an idea – she sat Mitchell on her lap in front of the computer, opened up the Google Image Search, and typed in various words to entertain him with pages and pages of pictures.
"Truck", she would type, and a bunch of shiny, colourful trucks would appear on the screen, to Mitchell's delight.
"Bus", she would type, and pictures of buses would appear, to enthusiastic toddler noise.

On and on the game went, until Mum made the mistake of over-estimating the innocence of the internet and the efficiency of filters.

If you have a small child on your lap and an image search-engine open, do not type in the word "Doggy". Trust me on that.