Originally Posted by rickholio

Before I got married I thought I'd do the responsible thing and get myself screened across the entire spectrum of STDs. The whole gamut... pee in a cup, about 283942 vials of blood, etc.

The doctor was balking at the qtip thing... he asked, "Are you SURE you want to do this? It's rather uncomfortable." I've never been the kind of guy to do anything by half measures, so yep, hook me up doc, I can take it.

Now, up to that point I'd experienced a wide variety of manner and intensity of pain, ranging from gunshot to having my foot run over by a 1 1/2 tonne with a full welding rig. This was an entirely new and excruciating form of pain, and my experience with it was shared by all the people in the waiting room, some of whom found my particular choices of curses (I later found out) caused them to run in near panic.

It will HURT LIKE HELL. Be prepared. Bring something to bite down on.

Oh yeah, both the wifey and I were completely clean of everything. Ain't that a bitch?