The chair
Dentists are cruel, angst ridden, repressed, masochistic psychopaths, in case you didn't already know. The chair is his primary instrument of torture, as innocuous as it may seem. Its comfy reclining posture is just a farce to lull you into a false sense of security and impending comfort. Whereas in reality its just waiting to strap its prey in and drive searing hot rods of pain through them.
So there I was, hyperventilating, gasping for breath and occasionally wheezing at the thought of the chair when I noticed I had also developed a slight limp. This happens to me in moments of intense fear and turmoil. I believe it to be an evolutionary shot gun strapped to my head to take me out when I'm faced with a life-threatening situation. When the other animals run for life, a Marduk will begin to limp and eventually fall prey and distract the hungry hyenas away from the herd. Every herd needs a Marduk.
Ah the pick. The devious and deadly pick. The intense jolts of pain that a dentist loves his prey to enjoy, all administered with the most ridiculously simple of all little gadgets of pain - the friggin' pick!
Pick.
"ARGGGGHGHHHHH!!!!"
"Do you feel that?", asks the sadistic *uck.
"Of COURSE I feel that you bastard son-of-a-*****".
Pick.
"ARRRRGHGHGHGHGHGHHGHAAA!!!!"
"Now?"
All the while, the Chair chuckles evilly.
Sprays evil tasting liquid. An enema reversed.
"Don't swallow you might die."
Pick.
Guttural groan. Gurgle. Gurgle. Thrashing.
The drill. How I love the drill. One small move and you've got a deep gash right down to your marrow. And oh how they abuse that sickly power. The hyena hovers it close to the prey's tongue and waits for it to begin exploring the recently dug up cavities. And that's when it strikes. Truly a hunter, it is.
The prey has to keep their mouths open for such long periods that novocaine is practically not required. Some hyenas even go for smoke breaks while metal gadgets are uncomfortably lodged in and sticking out at odd angles. "Stay like that", they say. "And don't lick". So I stay like that. And I lick.

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