Dr. Wolfe: How often do you brush, Ralph?
Ralph: Three times a day sir!
Dr. Wolfe: Why must you turn my office into a house of lies?!
Ralph (sobbing): I don’t brush! I…don’t…brush!
I went to the dentist today for the first time in a while and boy does that experience never ever get any more pleasant. At one point I legitimately thought the dentist was going to actually rip my tooth out of my skull. It’s also hard to vocalize an answer to “Honey, are you okay?” when you’re being jabbed with steel objects one of the most sensitive areas on your entire body (I managed to give a weak “thumbs up”). Thank God for the savior that is the pristine Dental Health Insurance system here in the good ol U.S. of A. otherwise I’d end up in the American version of this bad boy:
Or maybe even like this:
And thaaat’s the tooth! LISANEEEDSBRACESDENTALPLAN!