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Verginny. As in, 'There be vines in my verginny!'
True ER story. An old woman came in with the above chief complaint. She'd had trouble with uterine prolapse and had shoved a potato up her verginny as a pessary. In that nice dark, warm place, you can guess what happened. Vines, sprouting all over the place. The ER doc had to remove the potato.
Just sayin'.
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