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I don't like dentists
First time poster, long time looker

Two stories (both probably a bit crap)

1) My first proper memory of going to the Dentist involved me with toothache (what where the odds?). The dentist was an evil Hungarian lady, who calmly sat me on the chair, took a look and said "Ah yes, I see what the problem is". No sooner had she said it, however, she was straight in with the pliers and yanked the tooth out- no warning, no anaesthetic, not even that numbing gel you get from time to time. Needless to say, it really set me back for all my future dental visits.

2) Skip a few years later and yet another tooth needs to come out (although I knew that before I got there). Complete nervous wreck, so have to have it out under general anaeasthetic. GP has also prescribed Valium to take the edge off. So go in, Valium is in effect, aneasthetic gets administered and off I doze.
10 minutes later, wake up to see a very angry Mum (my mum) telling me to hurry up and get a move on. "What's up?" I slur. "I'm so embarassed; I'm never taking you to the Dentist again". Turns out that even doped on on Valium and just going under the anaesthetic, it took the Dentist, the aneasthetist and the assistant to hold me down because I was struggling so much.

At least that was the story they told me to explain the patch of blood on the arse of my jeans.


I was going to write a double-entendre here, but I've decided not to give you one...

Apologies, but the length is also the girth
(Fri 3rd Nov 2006, 11:43, More)