Sunday, September 09, 2007
For any moment you might find the gold
I had a gold crown put in this weekend. You heard me. Forget the sexy thoughts, I'm your pepaw, young'n. In my defense, generally speaking my teeth are good and sound and true (and bleached), but I did have one crown (of porcelain wrought). Unfortunately, after less than two years, it cracked. My (smoking hot) dentist was surprised, but then he doesn't know how much (renting of clothes and) gnashing of teeth goes on around here. Anyway, he suggested GOLD as a substance that would withstand whatever untoward conditions that might occur in my mouth. So I acquiesced, and now, fast forward two days, I'm quite fond of my new oral bling. I'm even thinking of a mouthful of grillz, along with my everpresent daydreams of a mouthful of Grylls.