Pool Hall Dental Tips
I shot pool with Jon the other night... last friday in fact. We had fun. It was a place called Jillian's down town. I enjoy it there mostly, it was quite a bit smokier than usual that night, but I was ok.
We shot mostly 8 ball and we had dinner. My dinner was a burger that I'm not sure based on the color of the light in the place might have been a raw mad cow piece of meat, but whatever, I have an immune system.
So it's key that I ate... if I eat... (see braces below) what must happen? I mean the apple beaned newton on the head... if it goes up... it must come down... if I eat... i fucking BRUSH...
I'm in a pool hall...I eat raw meat... I brush...
So I walk into the bathroom with just about a whole rump roast worth of dead cow in my teeth... oh I like that I'm a carnivore... grrrr... anyways... sorry... dude who is like 26 or so is at the urinal...
Quick quiz: Do I speak to him? NO. Does he speak to me? NO... it's a fucking urinal... keep your eyes forward and don't talk, it's just polite... sorry it was an aside.
I'm at the sink trying to dislodge elsie the cow from my brackets and he comes up to wash his hands and he has some serious 3 color art going on up his arm and he's wearing a wife beater shirt... and I'm brushing my teeth... He gives me a look very a kin to "What the fuck are you doing brushing your teeth in this here fucking pool hall?" I smile and show him the braces and say... "I just fucking got them and they hurt like a mutherfucker" (I was blending) he immediately takes a different stance and says:
"I had mine for 3 and half years and you really have to keep brushing, it's the only way" (This is a direct quote, i'm not making this up) He then gave me some tips on getting the food from the back most braces and I told him about the proxy brush. He finished washing his hands and told me I was doing great and just keep up the good work... then he left... you just can't make this stuff up...
Another guy walked in and gave me a similar look and then proceeded to the urinal... I was done and he was... well at the urinal... so I just walked out... who knows what that fucker thought. But he was at the urinal so did I talk to him? NO... Did I show him my braces... um
NO
We shot mostly 8 ball and we had dinner. My dinner was a burger that I'm not sure based on the color of the light in the place might have been a raw mad cow piece of meat, but whatever, I have an immune system.
So it's key that I ate... if I eat... (see braces below) what must happen? I mean the apple beaned newton on the head... if it goes up... it must come down... if I eat... i fucking BRUSH...
I'm in a pool hall...I eat raw meat... I brush...
So I walk into the bathroom with just about a whole rump roast worth of dead cow in my teeth... oh I like that I'm a carnivore... grrrr... anyways... sorry... dude who is like 26 or so is at the urinal...
Quick quiz: Do I speak to him? NO. Does he speak to me? NO... it's a fucking urinal... keep your eyes forward and don't talk, it's just polite... sorry it was an aside.
I'm at the sink trying to dislodge elsie the cow from my brackets and he comes up to wash his hands and he has some serious 3 color art going on up his arm and he's wearing a wife beater shirt... and I'm brushing my teeth... He gives me a look very a kin to "What the fuck are you doing brushing your teeth in this here fucking pool hall?" I smile and show him the braces and say... "I just fucking got them and they hurt like a mutherfucker" (I was blending) he immediately takes a different stance and says:
"I had mine for 3 and half years and you really have to keep brushing, it's the only way" (This is a direct quote, i'm not making this up) He then gave me some tips on getting the food from the back most braces and I told him about the proxy brush. He finished washing his hands and told me I was doing great and just keep up the good work... then he left... you just can't make this stuff up...
Another guy walked in and gave me a similar look and then proceeded to the urinal... I was done and he was... well at the urinal... so I just walked out... who knows what that fucker thought. But he was at the urinal so did I talk to him? NO... Did I show him my braces... um
NO
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