Guess where I was this morning?
Oh no, not the dentist again!
Where is everybody?
They're plotting my demise...
I just know it.
What is all that stuff behind me?
What the ...
Son of a ...
He-he-he..they really shouldn't leave me alone.
(No, those are not my teeth!)
Nitris Oxide Gas
And make sure the tank is full this time!
CRANK IT UP.
Oh no...here we go...
Pammy Sue, you must open your mouth.
I swear my nose is not that big in person.
I might as well give in and relax.
It's over and I lived through it again.
That's what I get for avoiding the dentist for YEARS.
THREE more fillings next Thursday.
The top will be finished.
Let's not discuss the bottom, okay?