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Hahaha, brilliant. Especially the grass bit. He probably thought you were going to smoke the bag or something. :'-)
Hahah, give me chance.
Ok, well, it was the sunny afternoon of the 31st of May 2005...
I went to the dentist and came home again.
The End.
Okay, a more exciting version; this is a new dentist, I've never been to this place before. So off I went. I sat down in the chair, the dentist prodded my teeth and my gums with sharp metal pointy things. I think they only make them pointy because they're sadists. I'm sure you could use a blunt instrument just as efficiently. Now my gums feel all weird from being prodded and my chin hurts. I don't know if this is related or not, but you never know.
Anyway, I come out of the dentist being told 'your teeth are all fine', which is good, because my previous dentist always used to tell me I didn't brush well enough.
On the way home I pass some old dude cutting his lawn. For some reason he's putting all the grass in a bag and he leaves the bag at the front of his garden. He then disappears into his house, but as he's going, he keeps looking back at me suspciously. Why? Oh yeah, I'm going to steal your bag full of grass aren't I? Just think of how complete my life would be with a BAG FULL OF GRASS. What the hell.
And a little further on I see some guy from my secondry school. As soon as I saw him I crossed over the road but he didn't seem to take the hint and insisted on talking to me anyway. He's still a nob, but seemingly less so.
Then I got home.
The End.
Ok, well, it was the sunny afternoon of the 31st of May 2005...
I went to the dentist and came home again.
The End.
Okay, a more exciting version; this is a new dentist, I've never been to this place before. So off I went. I sat down in the chair, the dentist prodded my teeth and my gums with sharp metal pointy things. I think they only make them pointy because they're sadists. I'm sure you could use a blunt instrument just as efficiently. Now my gums feel all weird from being prodded and my chin hurts. I don't know if this is related or not, but you never know.
Anyway, I come out of the dentist being told 'your teeth are all fine', which is good, because my previous dentist always used to tell me I didn't brush well enough.
On the way home I pass some old dude cutting his lawn. For some reason he's putting all the grass in a bag and he leaves the bag at the front of his garden. He then disappears into his house, but as he's going, he keeps looking back at me suspciously. Why? Oh yeah, I'm going to steal your bag full of grass aren't I? Just think of how complete my life would be with a BAG FULL OF GRASS. What the hell.
And a little further on I see some guy from my secondry school. As soon as I saw him I crossed over the road but he didn't seem to take the hint and insisted on talking to me anyway. He's still a nob, but seemingly less so.
Then I got home.
The End.
That was disappointing to say the least.
I do, I do!
Who wants to hear my story about me going to the dentist?
It's too complicated for your inferior mind crossbob.
I don't really get it!
Clazon wrote:
> Or he's some sort of never-before-seen spider/man hybrid that sticks
> to windows with cameras outside, surveying the inside.
Hahaha, I love that. The image I have in my mind. :'-D
Ahahaha.
Ahahaha.
> Or he's some sort of never-before-seen spider/man hybrid that sticks
> to windows with cameras outside, surveying the inside.
Hahaha, I love that. The image I have in my mind. :'-D
Ahahaha.
Ahahaha.
fabulous! lol for some reason when I just clicked paste the word,fabulous came up!
Lol.
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