Open wide, don’t flinch
Now you’ll feel a little pinch
Then only numbness.
You call that a pinch?
Sonofabitch I’m wounded
Grievously woonthed.
Thit, now my tongue ith athleep.
Thit, thit, thit, thit, thit.
Here’s one of my all-time favorite episodes of the Carol Burnett show.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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Praying for Eyebrowz 
I know that feeling so well…we are almost friends! Dentists; post dentistry lisps; paying the wretched dentist a small fortune; not being able to drink a cup of tea without dribbling thereafter…God I hate the dentist! Having said that I was at said dentist only last week, a splendid Indian chap and we discussed the sport of cricket throughout although he did most of the talking!
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My dentist is a sweetheart, but he does get chatty when my mouth is full of his hands.
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Well there’s a sentence one doesn’t hear that often!
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