My friend Michelle just had her lower wisdom teeth taken out on Tuesday. When I say "taken out" I mean shattered, yanked, cut and and smashed out with a hammer. This was not a pretty surgery, evidently. The day after her surgery she sent me a photo of her mouth, filled with gauze and all blow fish-like, but she told me not to show anyone. I told her I was going to post it on my blog and she freaked out a lot so I didn't. (See Michelle, I AM a good friend!) She made the mistake of forwarding it to a guy she works with, mainly because he kept bugging her to send it, so when she at work today her coworkers had printed the photo off, put the photo in her office, taped a copy to her mirror and then made themselves "Michelle" masks that they wore. But still I'm not posting it. I'll be good. Here's what she looked like before she became horribly, horribly deformed.
Maybe if someone bribed me with Jack Daniels and Popeye's, well then just maybe I would post it after all.
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