Ew. Gross. Ew. Gross. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. My insides feel like they're bruised. ew. ugh. ew. puke. ew. yuck. A least I didn't get a needle shoved up my boy part.
There. Now I feel better.
The random thoughts from inside my head aren't supposed to make sense. Welcome, the water's warm........