Those little prep exercises to get one used to the idea of a mamogram... scaring me miles away from it. I can't tell if it's supposed to be a joke.
When I wanted my ears pieced as a young teen and my mom didn't want me to, she'd pinch my earlobe with her nails and say that's what it feels like. Dang, if she didn't end up being close. And I have an aquaintance who actually ironed clothes while they were on her body. Just an arm, but still.