Well I was in the Air Force... and once you turn 25 guess what your physical consists of in the military? Yup, you get the finger... and not the middle one either. You get some fuckin' NON-english speaking ass fuck face doctor named Col. W. Cantave w/ DICKS for fingers and has OBVIOUSLY done this so much that he forgets that YOU haven't. THEN YOU LEAN OVER THE FUCKING TABLE AND NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU RELAX AS SOON AS FEEL ANYTHING TOUCH YOUR ASS YOU LOCK YOUR ASS UP LIKE ANY STRAIGHT MALE WILL DO... BUT THAT MAKES IT WORSE AND THEN HE STIX HIS PENIS FINGER IN YOUR ASS FOR WHAT SEEMS LIKE DAYS AND YOUR ASS CLAMPS DOWN ON THAT MUTHA-FUCKA WHETHER YOU TELL IT TO OR NOT AND THEN HE SNATCHES IT OUT LIKE HE'S RUNNING A RACE THEN YOU GOTTA STAND THERE, GRAB SOME TISSUE AND WIPE THE VASELINE OUTTA YA ASS. AND THEN HE TELLS YOU "EVERYTHING IS FINE SERGEANT JOHNSON", AND YOU'RE THINKING "I COULDA TOLD YOU THAT W/OUT YOU FINGER FUCKING ME YOU ASS-MUNCH!!!" THEN YOU HOP IN YOUR THEN BRAND NEW, LESS THAN A WEEK OLD 2003 SPEC V AND HAUL ASS OFF THE BASE AND WONDER HOW YOU CAN BE LEGALLY RAPED AND CAN'T SUE THE MUTHA FUCKER!! THEN YOU ARE DRIVING HOME DAZED/MAD/CONFUSED/VIOLATED AND GET PULLED OVER FOR SPEEDING 2 BLOCKS FROM HOME AND HAVE TO PAY $78 FOR GOING 51 IN A 35!

Oh... sorry... but I'm not bitter, not at all. I volunteered to defend the country for those 8 years, so NATURALLY I was supposed to get fingers up my ass.

**starts crying**

**leaves room**