I’m pleased to say that the doctors currently enrolled in medical school are still hot.
“Look dude, it’s obvious that doctors aren’t getting any younger, and I’m just getting older so I’m going to just pretend like you’re an old grandpa and tell you all about my period. Mmm kay?”
Hot Dr. #87 looked shocked and said “So you’re saying I should stop plucking my gray hairs, so I look a little more trustworthy?”
“Actually no, because salt and pepper hair? My weakness.”
“Soooo. My period! WHEW!”
Long story short, after stumbling over his words four times, Hot Dr. #87 referred to my period as my “yer, uh, p.., erm, uhh, uhm, er, uhhh, menses.”
I have a new skill, making hot doctors really uncomfortable.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some peanut butter I need to eat, you see, I always crave peanut butter on my uh, p.., erm, uhh, uhm, er, uhhh, menses.