36,500 Words.
Thursday, February 03, 2005
100 Words About the Dentist.
I haven't been there in two and a half years,
So I am somewhat apprehensive as I enter this heaven
Of fernitude, soft music of the 1970s soft rock persuasion,
And tasteful entertainment and home decorating periodicals scattered artfully about.
But Buddha is my guide, Buddha will be my salvation.
Betty laughs, says "oh well, we've seen worse, believe me!"
And then starts to carve out a Metal Sutra
On my poor benighted choppers, poking torture tools beneath my
Gumline like she's that Chinese dude and I'm Sydney Bristow.
But Buddha is smiling today, it's over, AND NO CAVITEEEEEEEZ
So I am somewhat apprehensive as I enter this heaven
Of fernitude, soft music of the 1970s soft rock persuasion,
And tasteful entertainment and home decorating periodicals scattered artfully about.
But Buddha is my guide, Buddha will be my salvation.
Betty laughs, says "oh well, we've seen worse, believe me!"
And then starts to carve out a Metal Sutra
On my poor benighted choppers, poking torture tools beneath my
Gumline like she's that Chinese dude and I'm Sydney Bristow.
But Buddha is smiling today, it's over, AND NO CAVITEEEEEEEZ
posted by Matt # 2:55 PM 
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