It was a funny thing. When I went into the operating room the two doctors were white guys. The scrub nurse was an older white woman. The other two operating room nurses were white guys.
But the nurse who shaved my balls was black.
I know that makes me a racist for noticing that but hey facts are facts.
It is why I can never live in Madison Wisconsin.
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Just another person of color doing a job white people won't do.
Ask Crack. (Say that fast 3 times.)
Glad yer okey-doke.
Guy who shaved me was also of the dusky persuasion. I was shaved from my shoulders to my knees. He skipped the stranger danger area. It took 45 minutes and I was late to the OR.
I assume you just had that region shaved for kicks.
We're all just glad you're OK, Trooper....even if the nads are shiny!
I assume you just had that region shaved for kicks.
The quickest way to a man's heart is through his groin.
No they went through the groin with the laser beam thingy.
Titus would ask why your balls weren't already shaved.
Suuuuuuuuuuuure they did.
Archie Bunker, getting gall bladder surgery.
Black woman doctor.
"I bet you didn't shave you where I'm gonna shave you..."
Titus would ask why your balls weren't already shaved.
Now that they glisten, they'd be fit to mount atop his Christmas Tit Tree--one of his mental holiday creations that's not easily flushed.
I...huh.
This isn't just some perv scam, is it?
Now that they glisten, they'd be fit to mount atop his Christmas Tit Tree--one of his mental holiday creations that's not easily flushed.
I hadn't thought of it until you mentioned it, actually. But, I am to blame for this pilotless diversion by mentioning the shaving balls.
Christmas Balls will never be looked at the same way again...
But, I am to blame for this pilotless diversion...
You are, and I wondered about even bringing it back to mind. Like an infecting virus, the imagined picture is now part of my Christmas memories. Which was probably the point. It was one of the few times he made me smile and shake my head at the same time in a response that held mixed feelings of admiration and repulsion. Such a tree definitely qualifies as a bizarre Christmas Conception, another twisting of an event into something beyond recognition.
This is unquestionable proof that the way to a man's heart is through his balls.
This is unquestionable proof that the way to a man's heart is through his balls.
Only half the story. Definitely not to be dissed, with the return direction also of vital interest. When heart and balls function in concert and connect, Life is the ultimate outcome.
Sometimes life is the outcome when beer and balls work together.
One of those Effervescent Mysteries of Propagation!
I can't help but notice, your balls are a little mishaven.
Couldn't they use Nair?
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