JcMack
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I would rather swim a raging river full of alligators and crocodiles than go to the dentist, and I don't swim that well. I think my fears stem from childhood memories of the dentist. He was that guy that inflicted a lot of pain via a 150 rpm drill with more drive belts than a factory power loom. My mother would drag me kicking and screaming to the dentist a couple times a year. I remember I needed a gold filling one time and the cost was enormous. $22, my father almost fell of his chair. I lost it about 10 years ago, it's probably worth $220,000 by now.
Most of my friends have bridges or plates or wadyacallem from fights or falling off bar stools, but not I. Yesterday I had to to the dentist as it's been about 8 years. 8 years ago I tried one of those cheapo "dental plans" DO NOT DO THAT! The guy yesterday was my dentist about 25 yrs. ago. He moved, but I tracked him down and went. He said "you know I moved to get away from you, you whining crybaby". So I spent all my "new gun" money to save two front teeth but it's worth it, cause now I won't have to ask Santa for two front teeth for Christmas.
The moral is: See your dentist soon, you may need to bite the bullet soon.
Most of my friends have bridges or plates or wadyacallem from fights or falling off bar stools, but not I. Yesterday I had to to the dentist as it's been about 8 years. 8 years ago I tried one of those cheapo "dental plans" DO NOT DO THAT! The guy yesterday was my dentist about 25 yrs. ago. He moved, but I tracked him down and went. He said "you know I moved to get away from you, you whining crybaby". So I spent all my "new gun" money to save two front teeth but it's worth it, cause now I won't have to ask Santa for two front teeth for Christmas.
The moral is: See your dentist soon, you may need to bite the bullet soon.
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