OUCH!

Today I remembered why I don't like going to the dentist. Man, I went to get an x-ray and have my teeth cleaned, and man getting my teeth cleaned really hurt. That lady was digging deep into my gums to clean out the tartar or maybe she was just having a bad day and thought she could take it out on me. I thought maybe I was on Punk'd and they were trying to see how much blood I would lose before I would say something.

While I was sitting there bleeding I finally figured out how to tell someone what it feels like to get a tattoo. When she was finally done I got to rinse out then she polished them then she started flossing and I remembered then why I don't do that either. Finally, she was done and I was ready to go. I went down to the bathroom to make sure she didn't put some kind of tattoo on my gums that matched the one on my arm. Luckily there was nothing there, but blood on the end of my nose, I guess from all the blood I saw on her hands from digging into my head.

Well, I hope you don't have a dentist appointment soon, but if you do good luck.