|A TRIP TO THE DENTIST
This little guy is particularly long. When it's finally drilling down into my root, I can barely feel it because I have been juiced up with some grade-A novacaine. Hmm. I can't remember how to spell novacaine, but I sure can feel it. My tongue feels the size of a cow tongue. And I can't stop drooling. I think.
The dentist is surprised to find a silver filling underneath the gold crown. He's drilling through gold and silver to get to the cement. Somehow it seems backwards.