When my sons were young, February and March-- anytime after the SuperBowl-- was time for turkey porn. We'd watch the Outdoor Channel together, we'd watch my old videotapes. It was all good fun.
My granddaughter is now 7. Since she was 4, she'd been a complete turkey porn addict. She comes over to Grandpa's house and the first thing she wants is to watch turkeys die.
They gave her an old smartphone at some point. It could browse the Internet, but it couldn't call. #2 son caught her with it under the covers at night watching turkey porn. He heard her hissing "Shoot it! Shoot it!"