So the other day I woke up at 7:30 in the morning to have a little date with a speculum. That’s right, ladies! A gyno appointment! Vajayjay invasion before most people were sitting in their cubicles! Nothing says good morning like lubed-up metal and poking fingers.

The only thing that was worse than realizing some lady in pink scrubs got more intimate with me than a dude has in months was realizing just how many months it’s been — and having to say it out loud. See, for us single gals, going for your annual pap is a big, giant reminder of your past transgressions…or lack thereof. Have you slept with too many losers? Haven’t slept with anyone since the last full moon? Were you so drunk you can’t really remember if you used a condom or not? And how about your pubes…when was the last time you shaved or waxed?

I mean, all of those questions and more are answered when a girl goes to the gyno, and the answers aren’t always awesome. For instance, I realized I’ve been without sexy time for enough months to basically compile a year, and when the doc asked me when me last sexual encounter was, I let out this weird half-laugh, half-moan and cut my celibacy in half. I was embarrassed to tell my gynecologist about my empty sex life! Who am I? Read More »

• Guys are no longer allowed to tell me women are the only ones with body issues. (Hindustantimes.com)

• Ugh, if I see Brit’s vag one more time I think I’m going to have to call her my girlfriend. (Co Ed Magazine)

• Informal Poll: What’s worse? Setting your penis on fire or getting boiling water poured all over it by a vengeful, angry woman? (NBC Jacksonville)

• This is why you ALWAYS save your reciept. (BBSpot.com)

• There are all sorts of jokes I could make about the words sex, wet, abstinence, Catholicism, and even just the irony of this entire article…but I’m still confused about why there are still girls in their 20’s who are waiting for marriage. Did Engaged and Underage teach us nothing? (Pennlive.com)