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Lessons Learned in the Last 37 Hours

There is nothing freakier than realizing that a piece of your tooth JUST BROKE OFF.

I do have an inner caveman, and he doesn't want any of the other cavemen to know that his chomping skills are waning.

I am unable to leave a thing like A BIG HOLE IN MY TOOTH alone.

I have a favored side of the mouth when it comes to chewing, and damn is it hard to switch.

I expect the worst.

I am morbidly fascinated by the GAPING CAVERN OF MY OWN MORTALITY that lies in wait inside my mouth.

I have a giant baby bicuspid.

I am a "good dental patient" even though I haven't been to the dentist in [timespan censored to avoid maternal smackdown].

I am strangely attached to my giant baby bicuspid.

Topical anesthetic is even better than the gas for making that Novocaine injection go down easy.

There is nothing happier than the words "I think we can fix it."

Except for the words "no charge."

It's good to have the hookup, yo.

I will floss every night. I will floss every night. I will floss every night.

Posted by hilatron at January 28, 2004 10:16 PM | TrackBack