On our way to a well-check up at the doctor today, I heard the following conversation:
Cousin Spencer - "You guys should be glad that you don't go to my dentist"
Garrett - "Why?"
Spencer - "Cause he says that he is just going to clean... then, he starts drilling holes in your teeth!"
(giggles come from all the other kids in the car)
Spencer - "What?! And you can't move, cause he puts laughing gas on you and you're paralyzed and can't move or anything!"
(the giggles in the car continue, and seeing that he has an unsympathetic audience, he stops his story)
1 comment:
Aren't nine year olds wonderful!
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