I went to the dentist on Friday and noticed a photo I hadn't seen before. It was a rather huge framed photo of two children sitting on a hill. When my dentist came in to do what he had to do, I asked "What's with the photo of the creepy kids?" to which he answered, "Those are my adopted children." I just looked at his assistant and said that I'd probably be needing a lot of novocaine for this visit.

I was right.

It's amazing that he managed to fit a drill and lots of sharp implements in my mouth with my foot already in it.

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