Once I started to remember the stories of medical examination in the military commissariat, I will also give my five copies.

This happened seven years ago. I went to the medical department and met a friend there. It turned out that I was the next after him in the line. And here, when he went for the curtain in the surgeon’s office (I must say, not very high – I saw everything through it with my height of 196 cm without any problems), the doctor began to ask him standard questions about injuries and complaints, and he himself in the meantime filled in some documents and listened to the nurse. And here the doctor says to my acquaintance: “Let your shorts go down... and then distracts for a few seconds, and continues: “...kneel down.” My acquaintance took it all literally: he dropped the cowards... and got up on his knees!

You would see the face of the doctor who, wearing gloves, turned to the patient and instead of the expected two half drinks saw the face of my acquaintance))))
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