Thursday, August 03, 2006


So they poked me with needles.

Bruised my mouth.

Cut me up with a knife.

Hit me over and over with a hammer until they chiped bone.

Then they took my money.

I was spitting blood by the time they let me go. Still, I was glad to be getting out there alive.

These dentists sure got some racket going, eh?

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