Bob, I'M telling you all , "THIS" WAS OUT OF THE CLEAR BLUE SKY....no "symptoms, no nothing" Whack! "other than that Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?" Kinda stuff.
I'm "grounded , as long as the AF doesn't find out, pending the oh-so-nice examine all on Friday" with the doctor-Doom results on Monday"...all revolves around "did your mother take "DES" in the mid-fifties?"....um, er, ah, yes, they handed it out like candy then...have you havd any previos "Problems"?..yes, but one snip and no no more...oh, well, then "we need to really talk" Did your younger sisters have female cancer? "Well, then, we need to make some plans"....ah....hello?
Ah, gee Doc, thanks for leaving me hanging....should I start to drink heavilly?
Well boys, if so, Osamma yo Mamma needs to really start to worry: I have nothing to loose.
Bring your "Weak Sh**" here, right now, scum bag. One-on-one, bite me.
(the AF doesn't know yet and I don't have to tell them (double-fingure-cross-missing-icon until the end of December.....)( by then, I'll know for sure.