Doctor, doctor

An insecure hand pokes cavities with curiosity. He pushes every metal tool at his disposal to combat the darkness of youth’s mistakes. If you follow the screams, you’ll be sure to find a chair empty enough for you to sit in. Do not disobey the doctor; his hand might accidentally slip and rip through those dirty, dirty gums.

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5 comments so far

  1. MichaelO on

    The dentists chair. Like a childhood sweet-tooth confessional. Forgive me father, for I have sinned.

  2. gautami tripathy on

    Like that last line!

    watch the movie from the sidewalks

  3. Dee on

    Ouch! As if I wasn’t already afraid of the dentist/confessor/punisher! Yikes! Good job – you scared me 🙂

  4. Tumblewords on

    My almost worst fear.

  5. b on

    Yeah! I have never thought of cavities as the “the darkness of youth’s mistakes.” This is just perfect.

    b


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