I think that it’s high time we talk about the ‘hind-kind’ again.
As in your backside, badonkadunk, your derriere, o’ friend.
Let’s talk about your keister, your tuchus, your butt.
Let’s talk past the quarterbacks last count & hut-hut…
Word is, at 50 most folks should consider getting a colonoscopy done.
I am no such age yet nor do I imagine the procedure is much fun
but it’s a teller of what’s going on back there; a way to measure the sum
of -ish you ate yesterday that has or has not exited your bum.
Anywho, between me and you, I went to see a GI specialist the other day.
I marched my healthy arse in, knowing exactly where it’s been – to hear the doc’s say.
Who want’s to wait until 50 to get a peek
inside of the mounds that we call our seat?
Not me.
I insisted the doc take a peek
and he did oblige me with care.
He lit up his wand and went in my bum to see what’s up in there.
He looked twice
and asked if I’d like him to look thrice?
Not if twice is enough.
He was very gentle and not rough.
I really and truly appreciate that.
Upon retreating he concluded ‘I had a healthy ass.’
I’m paraphrasing of course, and the procedure was not a full body
scope of 6-ft bendable rope; it was not a complete C-scopy.
It was a short scope with a light
that went in for 2-3ft of insight.
There was nothing there.
My anus is secure beyond my mound-pair.
Sir Mix-Alot appreciates a firm-round and I’m happy to report,
that he hasn’t seen mine and I’m a healthy score.
What about you? Have you given any attention to your backdoor?
Beyond your lover checking it out; beyond the ball, the beads, and the oar?
Well, I’m not sure what you’re into.
Feel free to use whatever you want to
I’m good with that, I’m knocking at the human core.
I’m making sure to not be demure about the backdoor.
Are you bi-anal? It’s the perfect question to close with. 😛
I’m Qui
it’s the weekend baby and I’m a curious lady, how is your backend?