Monday, May 28, 2007
Tag, I'm It: Grossest Spousal Story
Well, let's see, that's a tough one. There are so many to choose from. Okay, here goes:
Back in 02 she worked in the prisons of El Salvador, where she encountered a strange and grotesque practice by the inmates of machismo, who were so intent on pleasing their conjugal visitors that they inserted ball bearings and marbles under the skin at the base of their penises using knitting needles. The nurse with whom she met showed my spouse the jar full of spheres extracted from infected practitioners.
That's really rough, and over dinner no less. I've heard of the same type of crap among the Yakuza.
As for the story, I could imagine a few 'grosser' things that coulod have transpired though that would be tackling the non-fiction portion of the context by deleting the 'non' part.
Say, about that piece we're writing over at TTCE, I've got oodles of marking to do over the next couple of days but I promise to make a dent thereafter. Would you mind finishing it once I've said my piece? That way we can have the first three-tiered TTCE effort.
I may jump on... but only after I go take a few shots to get that awful image out of my head!