I went to the dentist tonight. It's so uncomfortable -- all that poking with the sharp stick, the gloppy polish, the head-banging floss session. Ick.
I've decided my dentist has no sense of humor.
I apparently have a cavity. It's in between my teeth at the very back of my mouth. Obviously, that's not my best brushing or flossing area. It's hard to reach back there!
When the doctor told me I had a cavity, I said, "Great. That sounds like a good time."
He said. "No. It will not be a good time."
No shit, Sherlock. (I love that expression!)