So, I got a vasectomy today. I can say this: it's not much fun. I should have known what I was in for when I asked the doctor, "So, afterward, what's the pain that I'll feel? Is it going to be the incision, or more like a ball kick?" He said, "If you don't move, you won't feel anything." The doctor is a goddamn liar, on top of avoiding the question. I feel like somebody sliced open my scrotom, squeezed my balls, cut some pieces out of there, cauterized what was left, and didn't sew it back up.
Oh, yeah. That's EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED.
What is it about ball pain? Getting your testicles jostled is a different kind of pain than nearly anything else. Where's my vicodin?
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Why is it that every car that has the Jesus Fish on the back has to drive like a 90 year old woman? It doesn't matter who is in the car driving, the power of Jesus compels them to go 10mph under the speed limit. God is on your side, right? Don't worry about driving fast and reckless. Or, just get out of my way. Someone should do a study on this. The affects of the Jesus Fish on annoying driving. Get on that, science!