I flew into the dental office like Marie Laveau, hair streaming wildly behind me, eyes flashing sparks of pain, long nailed fingers pressed harshly against my mouth.
Amidst the dentists curses and mumbling I wondered if they were feeling fear...Mentally I was zapping them into hellfire. Grrreeee! ANOTHER MAN DONE GONE!
Now, a couple of Lortab later I sit here typing, one eye swelled shut and the entire right side of my face marching in time to native drums. Lortab inspires inertia and my fingers drag along the keyboard.