I've always been slightly perturbed by how quickly my dentist looks at my mouth before considering it cavity-free; while I'm not in favor of my mouth containing cavities -- especially since it's currently unfillinged -- it seems as though he ought to spend just a bit more time making sure it's all a-okay. Today, I decided to time him. I started mentally counting a quick "one-one-thousand" after he told me to open my mouth, and by the time he had taken his tools out, I was only at "six-one-thou..." Am I crazy in thinking this is not enough cavity-searching time?
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
