Well i don't care, i am telling one anyway.

So its 2001, and i am eleven years old. And i am on the way to the doctors office for a physical so that i can play football. We enter the office, and usually i get a grown man for my doctor. So i am sitting on the little table/bed thing when a woman comes in. And chills go down my back. We do a few things, and then she tells me to drop my pants.

My mother told me my cheeks where so red. I was bashful. So i lowered my britches and sat back down and spread my legs. She grabbed my balls, and told me to turn my head and cough.

I turned my head, and started to shake really fast. She asked me what was wrong, i turned my head, laughing my little ass off.

"You just touched my weenie"

Okay, bedtime kids.