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Post by surgicalsteel on Apr 29, 2011 5:21:39 GMT -6
Oh, you MDs and your "guess what we found in this person's rectum!?" stories. I swear, you all have them. There's a reason for that. And lemon up the butt's far from my only one. Aspirin bottles, vibrators, light bulbs... ;D *snorts coffee out of nose* Oh, help. That reminds me of one of my fellow residents in Tampa - the one who referred to herself as 'trisexual' because she'd try anything with anyone. She showed up for work one morning with an air cast on one foot. When asked what had happened, she blandly explained that she'd broken her ankle having sex up against a wall in the call room. Senior resident asked for a Woods' lamp so we could make sure housekeeping got that room really clean before anyone else had to use it again.
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Post by erulisse on Apr 29, 2011 7:34:56 GMT -6
Light bulbs? OMG that sounds terribly unsafe. I can (unfortunately) imagine the other items on your list, but anyone using a light bulb must be a bit weak in the brain department.
- Erulisse (one L)
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Post by russandol on Apr 29, 2011 7:55:56 GMT -6
Light bulbs? OMG that sounds terribly unsafe. I can (unfortunately) imagine the other items on your list, but anyone using a light bulb must be a bit weak in the brain department. - Erulisse (one L) Weak? A transplant would be the only remedy (after patching up the damage downstairs...).
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Post by grey gazania on Apr 29, 2011 8:20:45 GMT -6
Light bulbs? OMG that sounds terribly unsafe. I can (unfortunately) imagine the other items on your list, but anyone using a light bulb must be a bit weak in the brain department. - Erulisse (one L) Weak? A transplant would be the only remedy (after patching up the damage downstairs...). My question would be how much alcohol had to be imbibed before that seemed like a good idea. That poor brain might be positively marinated.
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Post by erulisse on Apr 29, 2011 8:32:28 GMT -6
Marinated, or incredibly desperate. Oh well, I needed something to laugh at this morning, and this mind-vision (which in many respects I wish I could excise from my thoughts) has at least given me a good dash of humor.
Pass that mead, and keep those light bulbs in the closet.
- Erulisse (one L)
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Post by surgicalsteel on Apr 29, 2011 10:01:42 GMT -6
Combination of alcohol, cocaine, and marijuana - and he ended up with a temporary colostomy. Two years after everything was completely healed, he came back with a vibrator up there - he waited until the batteries ran down before he came in.
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Post by erulisse on Apr 29, 2011 19:35:50 GMT -6
LOLOL, if my DH had not been six feet away from me at his own computer screen, I would have done more than a quiet chuckle at this. Waiting until the batteries had run down first? That's more than precious!!! ROTFLMAO
- Erulisse (one L) batteries......LOLOL....
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Post by elfscribe on May 1, 2011 17:31:20 GMT -6
He waited until the batteries ran down! ;D Ohgod! too much. You should put together Stories of Strange Objects Shoved Where the Sun Don't Shine or Tales of Abused Tails. It would probably be a best-seller. Combination of alcohol, cocaine, and marijuana - and he ended up with a temporary colostomy. Two years after everything was completely healed, he came back with a vibrator up there - he waited until the batteries ran down before he came in.
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