had a dream last night that i was with a friend/co-worker in my old neighborhood in Long Island.  she said something felt uncomfortable and she had to excuse herself to take care of it.  i asked what it was, and she said it was her testicles (which, in the dream, was a perfectly normal thing for a female to possess).  i recommended that she see a doctor instead of taking care of it herself, but she assured me she could handle it and walked off to the side of the road, where there was a piece of old plywood leaning against a tree.  i followed her moments later to discover her lying on the ground, sheltered by the piece of wood.  She had cut her balls off with a pair of kitchen scissors.  i was pretty horrified that she was able to do so without screaming or losing consciousness.  she agreed that it hurt, but it wasn’t unbearable and there wasn’t too much blood.   i could see on her body where they once were, and i agreed she did a fine job and it would probably heal on its own.

what the fuck, dude!!