I recently heard about new advances in robotic gynecologic surgery. Just what I’ve always longed for in the stirrups: more cold, hard metal probing by ambivalent, unfeeling doctors. On the other hand, they might be more punctual.
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What is it about male gynecologists that makes them want to shove that metal thing into us as if they were shoving a stake into the heart of a vampire? I hope they don’t make love the same way. If so, I really feel sorry for their wives and girlfriends.
“as if they were shoving a stake into the heart of a vampire”
I’m smelling a new Fox series…
And as long as a train runs through every now and again…
Well, as long as you are seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, I guess it’s good.
What is it about male gynecologists that makes them want to shove that metal thing into us as if they were shoving a stake into the heart of a vampire? I hope they don’t make love the same way. If so, I really feel sorry for their wives and girlfriends.
“as if they were shoving a stake into the heart of a vampire”
I’m smelling a new Fox series…
And as long as a train runs through every now and again…
Well, as long as you are seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, I guess it’s good.