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R. Linda:
I went to the dentist office this morning. I walked in smiled me no cavities grandest smile and sat down to wait me turn. The receptionist came out, ushered me in in no time at all. I sat down, they asked me how I've been and of course, I didn't tell the horror stories of life in a flood plane, nor about the Weasil parties, nor about the raincoat wearing/flashing neighbour, nor about the mailbox stealing beavers, or how me road was washed away forever, nor about the hired help with the chain saw, no none of that did I mention. Instead, "Life is great!" I declared through me pearly whites.
The dentist told me to open wide, and he poked around and said, "Gabe, as usual not a cavity in sight, keep up what you're doing, your teeth look great!"
He buzzed in his associate and said, "Take a look at this clean, well kept mouth Dr. Abbron." And sure enough I have another set of hands poking around in me mouth and a lot of glowing sounds, and nods of approval, and he says to his the nurse, "Kathy come take a look at this, this is what a healthy mouth looks like." Well, I have to say they all took a turn, all six of them and me ego was very tall indeed, it was.
One of the dental assistants says to me in an embarrassed way, "You know I thought all people in the UK had yellow, rotten teeth."
Ah, how nice, I think to meself, but I say, "I be from Ireland, we eat plenty of iron rich potatoes so our teeth are white and strong. But the English, well they drink large amounts of tea and it stains their teeth it does, that's why they look so bloody awful." I be proud not to be an Englishman at moments like these.
The hygienist came in and she took a peek at me fine set of choppers and says, "Gabriel, all our patients should have mouths like yours," and she goes to polishing the choppers to blinding shiny.
Before I left they were all wearing sunglasses waving goodbye, it was that great a check-up.
So I be driving meself down the highway and as I pull up to the red light, the women in the car next to me looked over and I smiled, and they grabbed each other's arms in excitement, and smiled back talking to each other, and then they point to their teeth and then to mine and nod that me choppers are beautiful.
I pulled away, passed a few cars and came to the next red light, and same thing. The woman in the car next to me looked over, I smiled and she put on her sunglasses and nodded and smiled, pointed at me bright white choppers and mouths, "Lovely."
I made sure I hit every red light on the way home. That was a boost to the old ego it was, so many admiring me choppers in so little a space of time. Sigh.
When I got home I was very thirsty from all that smiling I did, so not to get the choppers full of any sugar, I sipped the Coke A Cola through a straw. We can't damage the enamel with sugar now can we? The only thing I was sad about was that I didn't take stock out in the sunglasses trade. I could have made a small fortune driving home.
Gabe
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R. Linda:
I went to the dentist office this morning. I walked in smiled me no cavities grandest smile and sat down to wait me turn. The receptionist came out, ushered me in in no time at all. I sat down, they asked me how I've been and of course, I didn't tell the horror stories of life in a flood plane, nor about the Weasil parties, nor about the raincoat wearing/flashing neighbour, nor about the mailbox stealing beavers, or how me road was washed away forever, nor about the hired help with the chain saw, no none of that did I mention. Instead, "Life is great!" I declared through me pearly whites.
The dentist told me to open wide, and he poked around and said, "Gabe, as usual not a cavity in sight, keep up what you're doing, your teeth look great!"
He buzzed in his associate and said, "Take a look at this clean, well kept mouth Dr. Abbron." And sure enough I have another set of hands poking around in me mouth and a lot of glowing sounds, and nods of approval, and he says to his the nurse, "Kathy come take a look at this, this is what a healthy mouth looks like." Well, I have to say they all took a turn, all six of them and me ego was very tall indeed, it was.
One of the dental assistants says to me in an embarrassed way, "You know I thought all people in the UK had yellow, rotten teeth."
Ah, how nice, I think to meself, but I say, "I be from Ireland, we eat plenty of iron rich potatoes so our teeth are white and strong. But the English, well they drink large amounts of tea and it stains their teeth it does, that's why they look so bloody awful." I be proud not to be an Englishman at moments like these.
The hygienist came in and she took a peek at me fine set of choppers and says, "Gabriel, all our patients should have mouths like yours," and she goes to polishing the choppers to blinding shiny.
Before I left they were all wearing sunglasses waving goodbye, it was that great a check-up.
So I be driving meself down the highway and as I pull up to the red light, the women in the car next to me looked over and I smiled, and they grabbed each other's arms in excitement, and smiled back talking to each other, and then they point to their teeth and then to mine and nod that me choppers are beautiful.
I pulled away, passed a few cars and came to the next red light, and same thing. The woman in the car next to me looked over, I smiled and she put on her sunglasses and nodded and smiled, pointed at me bright white choppers and mouths, "Lovely."
I made sure I hit every red light on the way home. That was a boost to the old ego it was, so many admiring me choppers in so little a space of time. Sigh.
When I got home I was very thirsty from all that smiling I did, so not to get the choppers full of any sugar, I sipped the Coke A Cola through a straw. We can't damage the enamel with sugar now can we? The only thing I was sad about was that I didn't take stock out in the sunglasses trade. I could have made a small fortune driving home.
Gabe
Copyright © 2007 All rights reserved
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