Monday, August 16, 2010

Dentist!

I hate how the dentist is always trying to get you to carry on a conversation with him while he's got his hands all shoved up in your mouth.
It's like...
He's drilling away at your teeth and "So, how's your summer been? What have you been up to?"
"...."
"Oh, you didn't do anything this summer?"
"...."
"K so sorry that your summer sucked whale penis, but I have twenty kids so now I'm going to tell you about each and every one of them because I'm a dentist and I think my kids are freakin' cool as heck."
"...."
"So yeah, those are my kids. Do you want to have kids someday?"
"...."
"Oh okay..I guess you don't want to talk. Cat got your tongue or something."
"...."

I.Can't.Talk.

THE END.