When I was growing up, I had a dentist that really liked to tickle me. I know how that sounds, but the tickling came from a totally non-pedo place. At least I think it did. This behavior continued well into my teens, which compounds the wierdness of it all. One time my dad took me to the dentist for a cleaning, and the dentist tickled me in front of my dad for about fifteen minutes, then started the cleaning. He found a cavity, jabbed the nerve with a pick a few times, and then told my dad that he needed to work on it that very minute. The numbing shot didn't work (of course), and he drilled right into my nerve, causing a pain so severe that I vomited on my bib. He tried to ease the awkwardness by tickling me again, but it wasn't fun anymore. That day sucked pretty bad, and everyone has a dentist story that falls into the same category as this one: days you'd never want to remember again, let alone re-live over and over for eternity.
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