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A date with two angels
Posted on October 12th, 2006 by monsoux
Mr Smile went to the dentist. Twenty minutes, one cavity and three fillings later Mr Smile was himself once again. His smile was, however, a bit croocked. From the anesthetic. His literally big mouth allowed the dentist to stick in, at one time, a stick, an aspirator, a mirror, some sort of gun and two hands, one from each angel. It was quite a ball. If Mr Smile were straight he could fall for either the dentist or her assistant.
this raises one interesting point: why are there never male dentist assistants???
maybe it is not a good idea to combine too much testosterone in close proximity of a drill?
Heh. One of the rare posts I immediately read aloud to all within earshot (and, no, I’m not alone). Laughter ensued.