When your roommate in college obtains rubber gloves from an unknown source and proceeds to offer you a discounted prostate exam, so long as you return the favor. After making sure you are both cancer free and ready to
set up shop, you proceed to start an ass check factory in your dorm room. It is not uncommon to invite certain
faculty members, janitors, teachers, and hall mates into your makeshift clinic for a quick "slip of the shitter." Most clients leave humiliated, stained, and with a
loose butthole. Despite willing (some unwilling) customers dissatisfaction, they often remark that it is still far better than going to a regular doctors office.
Undergraduate
History Major: "Hey Dr. Travis, would you like me to put a
gloved fist inside of your asshole and wiggle it around? We call it the Low Cost Dorm Room
Prostate Exam."
Interested Professor: "Well go again son, so long as you don't pull out the lightbulb I stuck up their last night while watching Judge Judy."
Undergraduate History Major: "It's free so long as you look me in the eyes and call me The Old Pretender."
