Tuesday, October 17, 2006

HOOK [Liam]

I saw this at the liquor store across the street. It was in an open can with perhaps 12 semi-identical brothers and sisters. Had to buy it. One of those situations where a really shit idea is just staring you in the face and it's impossible to turn away. Maybe that only happens to me.

I could write you a list of a few thousand things that I would expect to see sitting in can in the liquor store across from my apartment wearing a $1.00 label... *hooked dental pick* would NEVER make the cut.
Therein lies everything needed to ensnare Liam Boylan.
The pull of something like this for me is immeasurable. In fact I think it's safe to say that one of the most likely forms in which my ultimate demise will come is "slack-jawed destructive curiousity." Me just standing there with my head cocked to one side, mouth agape and eyes wide open as the great beyond hurtles directly at my face.

"WOW! A poorly-machined sharp metal thing that goes in my mouth!"

I have been on the receiving end of a dental pick many times. In all of these situations it was wielded by a trained professional... in all of those situations the equipment was autoclave sterilized... yet nearly without exception I'd say all of these encounters went quite badly for me.
There's probably some kind of cautionary lesson to be gleaned from that, but I'm way to stoked about dental amateur night to piece it together.

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