A root canal. Are you kidding me?

I mean, I guess there was a one in twelve chance of this happening, but a root canal? In freaking December?! Somehow it’s slightly more offensive than getting stuck with horrible dental procedures at another time of year.


‘Tis the season to be jolly (or traumatized by a dental procedure)…fa la la la la, la la la la!

Hark! The herald angels sing! (Glory to the Novacaine!)

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening? In the (chair, Laura’s sniffling).

Have yourself a merry little Christmas, let your heart be light. (Know those dental charges will be out of sight!)

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas everywhere you (lie uncomfortably, staring at the ceiling and choking on your own spit).

You better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout I’m telling you why… (unless you’re enduring dental torture then dammit, Santa will understand.)