There was nothing like a trip to the gynecologist to make one feel just a little violated. Charley

Did you get checked out?” “Yeah, by a hot blond who sat in the corner of the bar and made googly eyes at me.” “I meant by a doctor.” “No, but a balding yet bizarrely hot paramedic said I’d be fine." “Oh, and he’s an expert?” “At flirting.

I sat with my two best friends, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that only two of us would make it out of there alive. Though I did tend to exaggerate.

There was nothing like a trip to the gynecologist to make one feel just a little violated. Charley

Still, this whole grim reaper thing should have come with a manual. Or a diagram of some kind. A flowchart would have been nice.

Who is Dr. A. von Holstein? And is he related, by chance, to a race of cows?

Give it up? Not likely. Besides, what else would I do? I totally should have gone to Hogwart's when I had the chance.