"You're going to the butt and eyeball museum," Big Dog announces matter-of-factly to Little Dog. You might think he'd object, but you'd be wrong. Then they went on to talk about the museum for the remainder of their bath.
No, I have no idea what prompted it. Nor do I know what or where the butt and eyeball museum might be. All I know is that when I think the boys can't get any weirder, they prove me wrong.