I’m 34. I don’t think I need to schedule one yet, I’m not particularly high risk family history-wise. But I’m worried about scheduling it when the time comes.
That doctor gonna know I’m a bottom, and that’s gonna be embarrassing.
I’m imagining it like some sort of vaudeville slapstick skit, wherein the doctor just keeps pulling things out, starting like dice and a neckerchief, and ending with an entire clown car full of clowns
I’m 34. I don’t think I need to schedule one yet, I’m not particularly high risk family history-wise. But I’m worried about scheduling it when the time comes.
That doctor gonna know I’m a bottom, and that’s gonna be embarrassing.
“Damn, my finger slid right in, what are you, some kind of little butt slut” - your doctor, probably
I’m imagining it like some sort of vaudeville slapstick skit, wherein the doctor just keeps pulling things out, starting like dice and a neckerchief, and ending with an entire clown car full of clowns
But the question then becomes…how many clowns have you let inside you?
Most of the dudes I’ve let inside me have been clowns
If your doctor manages that, you are definitely ending up as the subject of a paper in a prestigious journal.