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Hello and welcome to Web Crawlers. This is our mailbag episode where we play your voice mails

and read your reviews and your emails. If we have any, I'm Allie Siegel. I'm Melissa Steton. Do we have any new reviews?

Yes, we do. From Julie Ryan. Why did I wait so long? I've been a fan of Allie's for years.

I haven't listened to her podcast until today. I don't know why I'm not the smartest. I feel like today's episode was the first one to start with though.

Disfunctional childhood turns woman into angry manhater killer human chef.

Allie and Melissa are great, entertaining, funny, and personal. Totally worth skipping a nap for.

Oh wow. Skipping a nap. That's serious. That's huge. That's, I mean, that's love.

I think that's all new. All right. We got an email about a male gynecologist.

Oh, did we? Yeah, we did. Story time. My male gynecologist remembered another wild story that happened to me at the doctor's office.

It sounds unbelievable, but I promise you it's all true. I had severe pain from an ovarian cyst. Oh, that's the worst.

And my gynec was out recovering from surgery. So a new doctor was took over her cases for her.

I filled out all the paperwork and undressed for the physical exam and put on the uncomfortable paper gown

and it doesn't ever close. It doesn't even fit. And it's so crazy. It doesn't keep you warm or modest.

I mean, why bother? It's true. Why do they even give you one? Like you might as well just be naked.

I had to go to gynecologist and then as I was waiting, I had to pee.

Oh, that's the worst. So I had to have the paper around and I walked out and realized the back of the paper had ripped open.

Oh, my God, out into the bathroom. And I was like, oops.

Oh, my God, that's so funny. Yeah, it's just so crazy.

The doctor sat across from me and went over the paperwork with me as to the reason for my exam and about my habits, birth control, etc.

Everything seemed normal. He told me to get in the stir-ups and he left the room for my privacy.

So he didn't have to see my fat ass awkwardly scooch all the way down to the end of the table, inch by inch.

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