Day 173: You only call me when you're drunk

I was supposed to go to the dentist for a cleaning eight months ago. I didn't.

 

Then I broke a tooth.

 

The dentist knows me very well. He knows I only call when there is an emergency. I think he must have my name penciled in, just in case, because he always fits me in.

 

What is most awesome is that I endured the visit sans Novocaine. What up, bitches?

 

Camera: iPhone 4s

 

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