Posts Tagged With perfectly reasonable reactions
Coil, smoke, and crackle, flame
Upon The Weave, I etch my name.
My will, inflicted, shall come to pass!
Imbue this orb with a big ol' ass
Going to the Dentist is a pretty strange experience overall. If I wanted to pay someone to berate me for my lack of hygiene, I'd just buy another mail order bride. Or at least I would if my mouth wasn't still completely numb and everything I said on the phone didn't sound like "bbbbbhffffftabnt."