dreamy dentist
my dentist is gorgeous. it's mostly his eyes. they're precisely mediterranean blue. i could go without novocaine gazing into those eyes.
but i wouldn't...not really. first of all, if i did that, i would miss out on his impeccable needle giving technique, which never ceases to amaze me. i know that sounds weird, but he can give me a needle anywhere in my mouth and i never feel it at all. it's incredible.
besides, i'm a total chicken at the dentist.
but enough of my drooling. figuratively speaking anyway. my mouth is still pretty numb, so some literal drooling is not out of the question for the next hour or so.
i had to go get a cavity filled today. i guess the hygienist was busy with another patient, so my dentist drilled me solo, which he's never done before. i hardly felt a thing and he was done so fast i almost missed it. it seemed like he was just getting started and then all of a sudden he says,"ok chicky, all finished..."
so i'm like,"wow, that was fast". to which he replies, "that's 'cause you were so awesome". and so i reply,"no, YOU were awesome", and he goes (laughing), "no, it was you"...
we went back and forth with that a couple more times, giggling. him all cute and me all stupid with my fat lip, huge feeling tongue, crooked smile, and stroke-like lack of left-sided facial sensation.
it was such an incredibly goofy moment... ;)

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And you said my story about the judge was provacative.
I should try that dialogue on the next cop that pulls me over.
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