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The first time I had one
It really was not fun.
I called the doctor
and went right away.
I knew that, how is it hanging
was the first thing he would say.
And he did not let me down.
In fact he had me stand up.
OK drop your drawers
and as if that was not enough
for a fifteen year old,
lean across the table
I was told.
You have a good healthy hemorrhoid.  
Take good care of it.
Hopefully you will be partners for life.
Yeah, you sure do not want it to see a knife.
Now stand up and turn around,
No, leave your shorts on the floor.
He placed two fingers in a most 
delicate place.
Turn your head to the right and cough.
Then two fingers on the other side.
Now, turn the other way and cough.
Very good he said, they act just like 
they are supposed to. 
No, leave your drawers on the floor!
One more check he said.
I do not like that evil smile Doc.
What are you going to do.
Well, son I am going to check your prostate.
My pros what.
Your prostate. The thing that allows  
you to have sex.  
Who said I do that? 
Well, you need a history of when it is healthy
to know when it starts to have a problem.
So bend over that table.  
I really do not know what happened next
because in about ten seconds, 
I passed out.

I know you ladies find this in poor taste. So- - - 
To all the men, no matter when,
the FIRST TIME you had this done.

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