I’m 70. About 6-7 years ago, one of my high school classmates asked for help raising funds for some sort of contraption to give herself coffee enemas to treat colon cancer.
A out 6 months later, she said she was cured and was donating the machine to a other colon cancer patient.
Great for her, but donating the machine gives new meaning to “sloppy seconds”.
(ducking and running)