DentistsMy current dentist is called Mr Stiff.
Back when I was at university though, I had enormous pain in my jaw one morning - so bad I went as an emergency case to the uni dentist.
He took one look at the back of my mouth and said, "Ah, wisdom teeth. Impacted. They'll have to come out."
He then reached under the chair and came out with an enormous industrial (and entirely non-dental) pair of pliers, "I can do it now if you want..."
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chthonic, Thu 2 Nov 2006, 14:31)
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I lived with one - the torturing bitch!The mother of my son - one of the few people on this earth actually paid to give pain to people (along with former Iraqi interrogators and BSDM pro-Dommes).
Cute face, neat tits, kinky in bed - fantastic one might think - oh yes: all masking a deep obsession with getting inside yer gob and sorting it all out using bits of shaped and sharpened metal.
One night I was watching t.v and she noticed my front tooth was a little less than shining. Before the adverts came on she had my mouth open and the tartar scraped off. Fast forward 24 hours and the toothache appeared. A small ache becoming an unbearable pain that took over my life. Seems the tartar was the only stuff keeping one tooth together and the nerve covered up from the effects of heat, cold and fresh air. When I complained to her she told me to "go see a dentist then". Agghhhhh.
No wonder the bastards are all rich. They make their own work. Should have sued for alimony when it all went pair-shaped - I might have got the gold-plated merc with a bit of luck with the help of a dentist-phobic judge.
(, Sun 5 Nov 2006, 22:01, Reply)
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