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Revival of a Different Sort

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Just to preface this: I do not think the ailment featured in this story is a laughing matter. I’m sure to those affected by it, it is quite traumatic.

To the rest of us however, yeah, it’s funny.

So I’m in Tampa while MrBunny attends some IT conference. In my mind they all stand around bragging about how big their computer hard drives are but I’m hoping it is much more involved than that.

Anyways. I’m at the hotel and I’m walking down the hallway on my way to go pick up MrBunny (there was a mix-up in hotels and we ended up about four miles away from the conference) when I hear quite the commotion coming from one of the hotel conference rooms.

I mean, it was really quite loud. People were laughing and clapping and singing. As I walked by I noticed there were people dancing, as well. Of course my interest was piqued so I skulked around a little bit to see if I could figure out what this meeting was for.

My eyes first caught a big ol’ poster with the tagline “Feel 21 again? Tell us about it!!”

Whaaat? Have these people found the fountain of youth? Is that why they are dancing around whilst singing and laughing? Why aren’t they sharing? Was this some type of clinical trial meeting up and sharing their fountain of youth stories?


I found them.


Oh, yes. You read that correctly.

I had somehow stumbled upon a group meeting for an erectile dysfunction “all natural supplement”. All of a sudden I felt really awkward. As if I was going to turn a corner and see people sitting in bathtubs in random public places while naked. Luckily, I hadn’t drawn attention to myself (people were really focused on the presentation and their celebration- not that I can really blame them), so I quickly and quietly made my way down the hallway and out the door.

Picked up MrBunny, grabbed some dinner, went back to the hotel and tried to not think about all the really happy people staying in the rooms around me. I didn’t make eye contact with anyone for the rest of the time there.

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