Tuna....

... the trip to the dentist's office was quite pleasant after all... the little brunette hygienist even gave me a free toothbrush and a lollypop for being such a good boy when it was all over... and all in all, I really didn't mind her hovering over me and fondling my gums with her fingers...sure, it was a bit awkward at first as I am a skittish sort of fellow... but once she got into her groove, it was marvelous... she had the bluest eyes... and those babies latched onto my pearly whites with the focus and love of a true master plying her trade... see?... I'm the poster child of gentlemanliness when I'm in the right mood...

... anyway, I stopped at the Subway on the drive home and picked up a tuna sandwich... got home and tossed that sucker into the oven for a good toasting.. and while the bread was browning, I fired up a cigarette and chugged a cup of coffee...I mean, c'mon... she set me up with another appointment in six months... and the way I see it, I have to make her earn her keep... I mean, what's the point of turning up in six months with spotless incisors?... exactly... no point at all.... so bring on the coffee and cigarettes, I say...

.... in other news, I have to go back next Thursday to have an old chipped tooth fixed... they gave me some cool term to describe it, but I wasn't paying attention... I was still all loose and relaxed from my gum massage... but it was something like "Posted"... or "Built-Up"... something like that.. so it looks like I'll be going under the needle and drill on Thursday-next...

... the strange thing is, I can't remember when I chipped that tooth... and frankly, that's been bothering me... I'm usually pretty good at remembering stuff... especially when it concerns a hunk of my own body being lost, damaged, bit, hit, or cut.... strange though, that I can't remember it... it's been chipped for a few years now, I think...

... I do have a sneaking suspicion that it must have happened at a blogmeet though.... I always get damaged somehow when I attend one.. and if that is true - that it happened at a blogmeet - that would certainly explain why I don't remember it happening....

by Eric on February 08, 2006 | Bullshit (12) | TrackBack (1) | Psycho Rants
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Bullshit So Far

So are we gonna get a picture of that sammich or what?

Bullshitted by phin on February 8, 2006 03:10 PM

.. indeed... it's about DAMN TIME!...

Bullshitted by Eric on February 8, 2006 04:01 PM

Uh,oh. They say that the memory is the first thing to go! Or is it the abs... I forget.

Bullshitted by Richmond on February 8, 2006 05:39 PM

... definitely the abs.. and then the mind..

Bullshitted by Eric on February 8, 2006 07:11 PM

...Chicago, 2005, early April I believe...cracked on a sippy cup...or not

Bullshitted by Blackfive on February 8, 2006 08:46 PM

... I do believe you may be right, Blackfive... those homeless guys were probably stronger than we must have thought.....

Bullshitted by Eric on February 8, 2006 08:56 PM

Or chipp'd 'pon a hygienist's behind. If you're gonna make ship up, at least make people jealous.

Bullshitted by Rube on February 8, 2006 09:14 PM

Yea, I'm with the Herr Rube. Cracked it gnawing on her alabaster boobage, you did. Pay attention, fer crying out loud.

Bullshitted by bitterman on February 8, 2006 09:38 PM

After reading the title and the first paragraph, I thought you were going to devote the balance of the post to the smell of the hygienist.

I prefer my women to smell like a ruben.

Bullshitted by Jim - PRS on February 8, 2006 10:39 PM

Don't tease us (particuarly with sandwich descriptions), unless you're going to pony up.

So pony up! =)

Bullshitted by Hanya on February 9, 2006 01:41 AM

tuna, smokes, and coffee....what a great way to ruin a hygenists work....

she would scream in horror

Bullshitted by armywifetoddlermom on February 9, 2006 08:54 AM

I'm not sure if I want to know how one continues to loose parts of themselves at blogmeets.

Bullshitted by Contagion on February 9, 2006 09:25 AM