Re: Attention Men: Do NOT get a prostate exam! - 03-06-2011, 06:32 PM 03-06-2011, 06:32 PM Quote: Zechariah Smyth Originally Posted by



It has given me the strength to publicly relate my prostate experience.



CAUTION!!!



My story is even more graphic and humiliating than Mr. Whitford's. It ends well, but only after a long and hard time in the darkness. If detailed descriptions of sodomy and ejaculation turn your stomach, I beg you to stop reading now.



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After proudly serving my country for almost 9 years, I was scheduled to be discharged and had to go for what they call a "separation physical" at the base hospital.



Everything was going fine: stick out your tongue, breathe deeply, take some blood, put the balloon around your arm, etc. etc. It was really a quite pleasant experience, going from office to office and having each doctor perform his specialty.



I'm not generally one to go to doctors, preferring to let prayer answer any medical needs I require, but I had my orders and they seemed to be having a nice time, so I went along with it. What's the harm, right?



And then I came to the last door.



I walked in, and there was a swarthy fellow with a weird smile on his face. I could tell from his name tag that he was an injun (the dot kind, not the scalping kind). I had heard stories about their sodomite ways, but I had assumed that the US military weeded those "men" out (this was during the presidency of the great George H.W. Bush, before all that namby-pamby "don't ask don't tell" nonsense from Slick Willie).



He told me to lean over a table and pull down my pants. I was very scared, but he was an officer and I was enlisted and, well, you do what you're told.



Suddenly it felt like I was being split apart. I found out later that they only use their finger, but it felt like someone had shoved a half gallon jug of milk up my bottom.



But it gets worse: when he pushed inside of me, some of my seed spilled on the floor.







I left the room and went to my barracks and cried for hours. I felt worthless and dirty.



Over the next couple of years, I ended up allowing myself to be sodomized because I felt like I deserved punishment. This happened over and over and over, with numerous men, until I felt like I was going insane.



I eventually was saved, and my sins have been washed away by the blood of Jesus Christ, but if I would have simply said "No way, homer!" to that injun doctor, all of that wouldn't have been necessary.



Sorry for the long reply, but I feel that my sordid story might help.



Yours in Christ,



Zechariah Smyth Sister Mary, thank you for bringing up this most uncomfortable subject. It needs to be brought into the open so that when someone is confronted with it they can be prepared.It has given me the strength to publicly relate my prostate experience.My story is even more graphic and humiliating than Mr. Whitford's. It ends well, but only after a long and hard time in the darkness. If detailed descriptions of sodomy and ejaculation turn your stomach, I beg you to stop reading now.-----------------------------------------------------------------------After proudly serving my country for almost 9 years, I was scheduled to be discharged and had to go for what they call a "separation physical" at the base hospital.Everything was going fine: stick out your tongue, breathe deeply, take some blood, put the balloon around your arm, etc. etc. It was really a quite pleasant experience, going from office to office and having each doctor perform his specialty.I'm not generally one to go to doctors, preferring to let prayer answer any medical needs I require, but I had my orders and they seemed to be having a nice time, so I went along with it. What's the harm, right?And then I came to the last door.I walked in, and there was a swarthy fellow with a weird smile on his face. I could tell from his name tag that he was an injun (the dot kind, not the scalping kind). I had heard stories about their sodomite ways, but I had assumed that the US military weeded those "men" out (this was during the presidency of the great George H.W. Bush, before all that namby-pamby "don't ask don't tell" nonsense from Slick Willie).He told me to lean over a table and pull down my pants. I was very scared, but he was an officer and I was enlisted and, well, you do what you're told.Suddenly it felt like I was being split apart. I found out later that they only use their finger, but it felt like someone had shoved a half gallon jug of milk up my bottom.But it gets worse: when he pushed inside of me, some of my seed spilled on the floor.I left the room and went to my barracks and cried for hours. I felt worthless and dirty.Over the next couple of years, I ended up allowing myself to be sodomized because I felt like I deserved punishment. This happened over and over and over, with numerous men, until I felt like I was going insane.I eventually was saved, and my sins have been washed away by the blood of Jesus Christ, but if I would have simply said "No way, homer!" to that injun doctor, all of that wouldn't have been necessary.Sorry for the long reply, but I feel that my sordid story might help.Yours in Christ,Zechariah Smyth Secular science almost ruined another fine Christian. Thanks to the Lord for intervening in your behalf and removing you from that road that leads to Sodom. Thank you for sharing that terrible time in your life. Hearing of your time of degradation and vile 'deathstyle' makes me feel all the more, A True ChristianBeliever.

1 Chronicles 16:15

Be ye mindful always of his covenant; the word which he commanded to a thousand generations ... an everlasting covenant.

Proverbs 30:5,6: Every word of God is pure: he is a shield unto them that put their trust in him.

Add thou not unto his words, lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.

