After reading this, in which Oorgo gets spayed like an English Sheep dog, my testicles hurt. I know is all in my head, but my balls hurt none-the-less. How could they not?
I can’t imagine experiencing this:
“Don't believe them when they say it doesn't hurt… It felt like somebody plugged a 9 volt battery onto one of my boys: electric shooting pain.”
I’m sorry, but there’s no way I’m ever doing that. Meanwhile, back at the scene of the crime, it gets worse:
“Follow the instruction for pre-op. If they say shave the area, shave the friggin area. You really don't want some grumpy bitch in scrubs taking a hoe to your private parts, the one who did mine apparently thought she was working in the friggin garden or scraping of her windshield.”
I can’t imagine having my groin shaved by a stranger. At least it was a woman. Imagine if a 300 pound man in an Italian sweater came in and started lathering you up? How many years of therapy are we talking about?
My rule is simple. NO ELECTIVE SURGERY.
I think the 300 lb man in an Italian sweater would have been more gentle. He would at least possibly have some empathy, having the same goods himself.
I did like the part about shaving though... that was freakin' hilarious... mostly cause it's very very true.