Mrs. McCluskey is sitting on the Scavos' couch, sucking on a Fudgsicle, when Lynette comes home from work. McCluskey reports on how the sitting went: Penny's fussed over the pain of her erupting molars; the twins battled over the remote; oh, and Parker offered her a Fudgsicle if she'd show him her vagina. Lynette takes in the sight of the Fudgsicle that Mrs. McCluskey is currently working, and she nearly passes out. McCluskey rolls her eyes, and tells Lynette that she didn't actually take Parker up on the deal! She got the ice cream bar out of the fridge herself just a few minutes ago. Lynette is visibly relieved, but she still looks shaken -- imagining a neighbor's seventy-something-year-old vagina can do that to a person. Mrs. McC: "Apparently Parker wanted to put a sunflower seed inside me to see if a baby would grow. Where do kids get this stuff?" Lynette groans, and fesses up that the seed thing was her idea -- that she "fudged a few of the details," so as not to rob Parker of his seven-year-old's "innocence." Mrs. McC: "Well, that's where you're wrong. You get 'em when they're young, you give them all the gory details, and when they're good and disgusted, you shame them...Tell him sex is dirty and wrong, and he shouldn't talk about because if he does, he's going straight to hell." Lynette is not at all into this approach; in fact, she thinks it's "ridiculous." Mrs. McC: "Spoken like a true liberal idiot." Ha. Mrs. McC picks up her purse, and tiredly explains that the whole shaming thing really works: it keeps kids in their place, it keeps parents from mortal embarrassment, and it keeps someone like her from having to "spend the afternoon talking about [her] woo-woo." Whoa.