Okay, this whole DFU thing has given me enough material to work with that I probably won't ever write about anything else ever again. Not really, but it's tempting.
Last night, I was telling my good friend, Robert, this story. We used to work together before he decided to move to San Fran (as if he wasn't gay enough already). Anyway, we share the same since of humor and I knew he would laugh.
But he's a nurse and he confirmed what I had thought - that it probably is a medical condition. I felt bad. Until he said, "I bet it's a problem with her sphincter."
And then I started laughing all over again.