No Explanation Needed

I've been having some problems with my right knee and decided to pay a visit to my general practitioner to see what was going on. After the usual poking and prodding I was instructed to lift my sweat pants up above my knee. And that's where the trouble started. If you're new to this adventure or if you might have forgotten about the contest that my mother and I are having you can check it out here. My doctor took both hands and started pulling on my knee. He turned it this way and turned it that way. All the while keeping a straight face as my prickly hairs stabbed him with each grasp. You see it's been almost a month since the Lady Bic touched the MA Fat Woman, and I'm telling you straight, it ain't a pretty sight. I was in such pain that I just had to tell the truth: "I'm sorry I haven't shaved my legs but my mom and I are having a contest to see who can lose ten pounds the fastest and we can't shave our legs until we both do." He just looked at me and smiled, "No explanation needed, I've seen way hairier legs than yours, mostly on men, but, still hairier than you."