I don't have any fun stories to share. I've always told my husband that if certain things got stuck in certain places...I would just die with them in there, because when you go to the ER to have stuff removed...it's all over the hospital within the hour-screw confidentiality. Bob almost got stuck one time, but I was able to grab on to the cord and retrieve him. He didn't seem to mind.

Me and DH stayed in this fancy hotel one time. After a session of playing, "So this is your first visit to the gynecologist." and me innocently saying Uh, huh. Well, we couldn't find the remote. It showed up the next day, but we joked that everytime I took a step, the channel would change.

I've had a chicken bone stuck in my throat, and no I wasn't having sex with a chicken. I'm from Arkansas, but I have my limits.

I've been constipated before....does that count?

OK, I'd have to strip down too -- that is bogus -- not just a bug, but a cockroach first of all AND a bug that's been inside someone's noggin -- I'm ALL set! I'm in the market for lightweight ear muffs.......

Last year while vacationing with some friends whos children are VERY well behaved, my friend and I were sitting on the sofa in our hotel room chatting and catching each other up on the past couple of years when my three year old walks up to my friend and uses one nostril as a gun to shoot a cocoa puff directly at her... How horrifying!

Oh and I work in a hospital in an Outpatient/endo dept. We've been called in to remove MANY different things. Christmas ornaments, aerosol cans, a vase once, and the latest- the little metal top thingie from a lava lamp. SICK people!