Today he asked me when I wanted them off. Since I can't hit my daughter's wedding, I said by Christmas. This is well ahead of schedule, but he said "okay."
I should have more fully evaluated the impact of my response. I am certain he used all his strength to pull my teeth out of my head and replace them with straighter ones.
Okay, maybe that is an exaggeration, but I would like my previous teeth returned. I can't even eat jello with these.
Christmas better be f$@&ing amazing...
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