The following conversation occurred between WH and I on Friday night. It would appear I hurt my image with him last week:
Me: Man, I so do not want to go to the doctor. Not looking forward to this.
WH: What’s your deal with going to the doctor?
Me: You saw my family history part of the form, right? I’m screwed. They are going to poke and prod me to no end.
WH: Should I start stickin’ stuff up your butt now, so you’re prepared?
Me: No. No! NO! I hadn’t even thought of that. I don’t think I’m quite that screwed. Besides, it’s not like no one has ever stuck their finger up my butt before. I don’t need to be broken in, thanks.
WH: (at high volume) WHO STUCK THEIR FINGER UP YOUR BUTT?! I’VE NEVER STUCK MY FINGER UP YOUR BUTT, SO WHO DID?!”
Me: Honey, honey- the doctor. Just doctors. Once or twice. ~laughing~ No one else has stuck anything in my butt, I swear.
This is what you get when you tell old stories. You lose the benefit of the doubt. 
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LMAO! Too funny!
He totally thinks you are a butt whore now!
HA!
Also, going to the doctor does seem a little bit scarier as you get older because of the prospect of… that.
HAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!!!!
“Should I start sticking up stuff in your butt now?” that sounds JUST like my hubby. Must be a man thang.
OMG!!! LMAO!!!!!!!!!!! That’s hilarious!!!! Pooooooor WH.
What a dedicated husband.
The only fingers that have seen my inner a-hole were a doctor’s as well. And, when he pulled his gloved digits out, poo plopped out.
“Happens all the time,” he said.
What a dedicated doctor.
NOTHING? EVER?
live a little you crazy kids!
hahahahaha
I was just kidding about the bein prepared thing, a way that I harass she that must be obeyed. I did totally freak when she responded about not needing help, as it wasn’t the first time.
I mean what the hell?
OMG…first time I read your blog! Loved it! I think I am going to go back and read some older posts:)) Looking forward to more.
LMAO! This is so funny!
ROFL! WH is friggin adorable!