The Meaning of Pain

The good dentist who operated on me last Thursday was kind enough to send me the results of his butchery.

Believe me, it hurt as much as this looks. He gave me $90 for my 3-gram gold crown. Now I have no rear molar to eat steak with. I'll have to relearn the whole method of eating. Ow. I just ate a "Boulle de rhum" I got at Duc de Lorraine. It was disgustingly sweet and woke up the spot where my tooth used to be. I think I'll pop another Neurontin.

It took him four minutes to do this