I see how Count Chocula got his start
Slept overnight at Sean's (and by slept I mean played Super Mario Sunshine) and got up bright and early in order to reach Mt. Sinai hospital in time to have a couple of bones wrenched out of my face. Dentist A, who arranged the appointment for me, called this process EXO 36 and 37. Dentist B, who executed the process, called it EXO 42 and 43. I don't know if they read teeth in opposite directions or if they removed the wrong teeth, but in either case I've been set back $300 dollars so I'm not about to take them back.
Returned to Sean's and we visited rabba's fine foods, wherein he bought me a chocolate milk and advised me to capitalize on my newfound pitiability with the ladies. The 'newfound' part was nice but really the bleeding mouth and puffy cheek are just a minor powerup to my already formidable pitiability, and might just push things overboard if exploited.
The chocolate milk soaked instantly into my bloody gauze, and I have been tasting a combination of the two all day. This combination is actually pretty nice. I don't understand why those PETA wussies get all up in a tizzy about udder blood getting mixed in when cows get overmilked. Just add chocolate, guys, problem solved. It's not rocket science.
As Buddha might say if he were me- like, exactly like me and not at all like Buddha:
Tooth ache complete, I now await the commencement of my no-tooth ache.
Returned to Sean's and we visited rabba's fine foods, wherein he bought me a chocolate milk and advised me to capitalize on my newfound pitiability with the ladies. The 'newfound' part was nice but really the bleeding mouth and puffy cheek are just a minor powerup to my already formidable pitiability, and might just push things overboard if exploited.
The chocolate milk soaked instantly into my bloody gauze, and I have been tasting a combination of the two all day. This combination is actually pretty nice. I don't understand why those PETA wussies get all up in a tizzy about udder blood getting mixed in when cows get overmilked. Just add chocolate, guys, problem solved. It's not rocket science.
As Buddha might say if he were me- like, exactly like me and not at all like Buddha:
Tooth ache complete, I now await the commencement of my no-tooth ache.