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Last night's dreaming involved me being strapped to a dentist's chair. Bing Crosby, my dentist, crooned Richard Cheese style covers of Dio songs as he put black leather gloves (this seemed vitally important at the time) and fought my grandfather, chop-socky style, for the right to clean my teeth. With fists. I think I need to go see a dentist.
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# ¿ Jan 24, 2015 23:24 |
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# ¿ Apr 28, 2024 00:11 |