Monday, Jan. 19, 2004 1:12 P.M.
Immunity Challange #10 Easy as ABC!
This week, everything is back to normal with regards to Immunity, and Survivors, this is your challenge:
Write an entry in which consecutive sentence begins with the next letter of the alphabet (e.g., the first sentence starts with A and the last starts with Z). Example: A story is in order. Believe me when I tell you this couldn't have happened any other way, though I do wish I'd been dressed for it. Can you guess who it involves?
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Any man that thinks it�s easy being a woman has never accompanied his wife/girlfriend to the gynecologist.
Before you even know it, you are being commanded to strip. Can�t they at least play some mood music and lower the lights?
Detour, stage left to the table, where you are told to spread your legs wider than a wishbone at Thanksgiving. Even the stirrups are barbaric like something from the wild, wild west. For your information, these are totally for the convenience of the doctor.
God, not even in my wildest love-fest have I ever been in that position while wearing paper.
Horror is evoked while you are inserted with an instrument that stretches you to a size akin to a football.
I asked the doctor if he was looking for Jimmy Hoffa or perhaps his missing car keys.
Joyful would I be if it meant something, but I just know, he�ll never write, he�ll never call.
Knees still up and now comes the fun part.
Let it be known that in my humble opinion, one particular orifice is meant as an outie, not an innie. Maybe it�s just me.
Next we come to the poke and jab the boobs segment. Once, when I still had boobs, it used to be a whole lot more fun. Perhaps it was because I would pretend that I was the Pillsberry Dough girl. Quickly I just throw open my Johnny now and scream,�Thief!" "Richard Simmons stole my boobs!�
Sadly, the end draws near with the urine sample. Think someone will ever invent a neater way to do this little chore? Usually, it�s like trying to play basketball with a moving basket. Very carefully, you put the cup a little to the left, miss and pee all over your hand. When that fails, you put the cup a little to the right, miss and again pee all over your hand.
Xanthophyl colored droplets cover your hand.
You then do the dance of pulling up your pants with one hand, while holding the other in the air until you can finally wash it and that my dear fellows, marks the end of the adventure.
Zany fun at the gyn�s that a man can never understand.
Later,
Cosmic
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