a heart with a twist of lemon

mark this day on your calendarrrrrrrrs, as the beginning of the rap career of one david vincent mackereth. (or maybe pirate).

you see i go to the dentist last week for my regular cleaning, very normal right? i go in my paint clothes since i just got off work, so i am covered in paint. the pre-dentist lady says, "you must be a painter" i ammuse her by saying "how can you tell?" then the male dentist comes in and begins pokeing at my teeth with his minature metal pick ax and begins rambling off big dentist words (like bruinooge) to the pre-dentist lady and she scribbles them down.
{as a sidenote, why are the people before the dentist ladies, and then the dentist is always a male?} it is like they are drawing you in with their beautiful temptresses, and then bam the bad news comes in the form of the dentist...2 cavities (actually 3, but the third is on a wisdom tooth, and those will be extradited later this summer so that one does not matter).
so i go in today to have them drilled and filled. i have two options for fillings:
1) expensive tooth colored fillings
2) cheaper bling-bling metal fillings
so i opt out for the platinum, and that brings us back to the beginning of this entry. it seems as though many rapparrrrrrs have platinum teeth, so i am am a plethora of hot women scantly dressed and some nice expensive automobiles away from creating a rap video. but on second thought i think i would rather become a pirate. arrrrrr! they have bad teeth as well.

::THE END::

ps-the novacaine prevented me from smiling for a few hours, very sad {or at least it appeared to be}