I woke groggy, disoriented... mouth dry... where are my clothes? Watch, wedding ring missing... strange bed, weird room. There's a bad aftertaste in my mouth, butt's hurting, and a creepy-looking guy smiling, staring down at me. I have vague memories of last night passing through my head-- large container of terrible-tasting clear liquid, lots of time spent in the toilet...
My head flops around and I see my wife standing in a doorway, a bag containing all of my clothes and stuff clutched in her hand. She looks less than pleased. A too-cheerful voice tells me I am free to go home...
[spoiler]... and that, my friends, is what it's like to get a colonoscopy.[/spoiler]