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 i got the call to head into the surgeon's office at work - my boss gave me a flower before the procedure |
 they said i would be groggy afterwards... but those fools didn't fully realize what a SPITFIRE i am! |
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 oh the hilarity ensued as my caretakers watched me try to drink on my own... |
 thank goodness my penis straw was handy to help me suck down the thick sweet juice... |
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 my angel, brandy, took me to and from the office, but how could i have recovered without sarah's mockery? |
 nuthin but love in that kid's eyes - so filled with compassion for his ailing auntie... |
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 so they screwed into my bone and threw on the rubber bands to hold my jaw in place |
 (a bit of the bloody aftermath) |
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 close shot of the phillips head |
 when rubber bands are held that tightly to your gums, they start to cut in and ooooo weee does that smart! i'm pushing against the band with my tongue just enough so that you can see the little island chunk of flesh lifting away from the rest of the gum |
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 taint nuthin gunna stop me from celebrating a birthday with c-ditty... |
 and more importantly, nothing - i mean NOTHING - will ever come between me and a BJ! |
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