Second worst. day. ever.

Dec 19, 2008 17:06

OK, let me set the scene. One of my molars, #15, the Molar of the Devil, (Yes, every tooth in your head is numbered, and that one was the one -- ask your dentist sometime) had been bothering me. I have gone through two prior extractions, both wisdom teeth, and I know my gums are in serious trouble. The proper periodontal care is going to require ( Read more... )

tooth, hell, taxi, health, dentist, fake taxi, pulled, survival

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unclelumpy December 20 2008, 01:29:02 UTC
I thought removing the Devil involved a lot of head-spinning and pea-soup.

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msgeek December 20 2008, 05:45:33 UTC
The reference was to the Tarot...The Devil is Trump #15. Also, Marilyn Manson likes throwing 15s around. And yes, the tooth pulled was #15. That's why I made the joke about the Molar of the Devil. Now that I think of it, it was an obscure reference. Then again, the thing hurt like the devil. Now it doesn't. Yay.

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tomreedtoon December 20 2008, 16:12:18 UTC
For some reason, when I read your story, I had an image from an old routine that Lenny Bruce used to perform.

If you think this is bad taste, on either racial or scatological grounds, go ahead and delete; I'm not too conscious right now and my natural censors may be down. After recording a Cartoon Geeks podcast, I had to work two hours of emergency overnight stuff, went grocery shopping, and am currently kinda dazed. Anyway...

When you described that illegal taxi, with the two guys already in the back, in my mind's eye I saw Bruce doing the "abortion bit" that he used to do in night clubs, where he pantomimed dragging around a big canister vacuum cleaner, and shoved the imaginary hose into the crotch of a male musician, starting the vacuum whining, and saying in a cheesy Hispanic accent, "Ees not gonna hur' you!"

Listen, I've had stranger things happen in my life. And not even in cabs.

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