What could be more fun than spending a half hour sitting naked in a very cold room waiting for a man you don’t find attractive (heck, a man you don’t even particularly like) to fondle your testicles and stick his finger up your ass?
Oh well. At least I’m relatively healthy. In fact, my BP and heart rate were almost startlingly low. I almost wonder if my poor doctor wasn’t a little disappointed that he didn’t get to write any prescriptions.