I recently visited the dentist. I hate going to the dentist. Let me clarify: I do not hate
the dentist; in fact, I really like him. (He
hums while poking around in my mouth). I just hate
going to the dentist, mostly because they always tell me that I have inherited weak enamel and that I need to floss more and that I have to get some cavities filled or some crowns put on and how I should consider whitening. I hope that my children do not inherit my terrible teeth.
Even so, whenever I go to the dentist, I think of this amusing Bill Cosby sketch:
{enjoy}
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