Today's OneWord: Dentist
"Got a call from my dentist," announced Xavier, looking down at his untouched omelet with the emotional expression of a lover who had been wronged.
"And?"
"It ain't good." He exhaled through his nose, a low whistling coming from the left nostril. "He told me it would either be a root canal or a complete removal of the tooth. Knowing my luck, I'll have dentures by the time I'm forty-two."
"And?"
"It ain't good." He exhaled through his nose, a low whistling coming from the left nostril. "He told me it would either be a root canal or a complete removal of the tooth. Knowing my luck, I'll have dentures by the time I'm forty-two."
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