I'm standing in the doctor's reception area after my appointment.
"OK Mr. Adams, you're all done."
"Actually, he wanted me to schedule a physical."
"OK, when was the last time you had a full physical? Last year?"
"Two years ago?"
"More like over 20 when I had to get one to run track in high school."
"Oh. That has been a while."
"Yeah. Hey, he said something about me getting a chest X-Ray. Is that like a regular service? Do I have to pay extra or anything?"
"That's all part of the physical."
The last time I went to the doctor's they waterboarded me in an attempt to clean out some wax from my ear. I didn't pass out, but things were pretty iffy there for a couple of minutes. Today wasn't too bad since I didn't have to take my clothes off or get touched, but using my Nostradamus-like powers of prediction, I'm already seeing me hitting the floor at some point during this physical thing next month. I decided not to ask if they have any butt stuff planned. That would probably work better as a surprise.