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!*
March 3rd, 2005 at 2:40 pm
oooh, you must really hate him :)
March 3rd, 2005 at 4:06 pm
You just described every reason why I avoid going to the dentist.
March 3rd, 2005 at 5:44 pm
You go, spice girl!
March 3rd, 2005 at 5:48 pm
I think that I will put off my visit for a few more months. :)
March 3rd, 2005 at 6:19 pm
What a good idea-but
the dentist might just
kill you-remember he’s
the one with the drill!
March 3rd, 2005 at 11:51 pm
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!
March 4th, 2005 at 4:00 am
Love the Godfather reference - very nice.
March 4th, 2005 at 5:25 pm
your dentist too might be lurking out here, frequently. like I do.
March 6th, 2005 at 10:47 pm
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 ;)
March 7th, 2005 at 5:03 pm
I suppose it is the thought that counts. Then again, I had the need to see an Irish dentist once.
Like the song, ‘Unforgettable.’