Leave the gun. Take the wasabi.

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I hadn’t planned it this way, it’s just that I had a sushi craving and then I started smearing on the wasabi and it came to me – a pre-emptive attack! If I’ve got to suffer jaw ache trying to hold my mouth open wider than it was ever intended, listen to that whining high-pitched drill, feel the grinding vibrations in my skull, smell the friction burns, almost choke on the water spray and my own blood, all while staring up into his nose?? Well he’s going to need a face mask, ‘cos when he gets a whiff of my wasabi, pickled ginger breath, he’s going to speed up the operation a bit.

Fisherman’s Friend, anyone?

Update: someone’d tipped him off. He already had the mask on when I arrived.

*aïe! aïe! aïe!*

10 thoughts on “Leave the gun. Take the wasabi.”

  1. I really do wish I knew my dentist’s email address; I would send this to him in a heartbeat,not because I don’t like him, because he’d think it is funny.

    I have been to dentists, endodontists and periodontists and my dentist is far more preferable to the others!

  2. My dentist has an assistant who removes the choke-inducing water/blood combination with a kind of suction pump … all very nice .. except when it sucks in half your cheek as well … like an out-of-control vacuum cleaner ;)

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