Why, sweet Jesus of life, why! My three hour bout with dentistry earlier this week was less painful.
And Johnny Lee Miller isn't even taking off his shirt this week!
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Sigh. Of course I absolutely love this show.
Is there more to this story or just the gibberish you've offered?
The dental work?
Broke the last molar on the bottom left. Made the mistake of drinking Diet Coke on the way to the dentist's office. That, tension and the difficulty of finding the nerve made for hell. Took three shots of Novocaine and some breathing exercises to finally get me numb, then it took another hour and half to get the temporary crown on. My jaw is still sore.
Not your mouth, silly; nobody's been interested in ~that~ since the Johnson Administration. What's all the Sturm und Drang about this Eli Stone thingummy?
I think he's saying it's an awful show, and the star didn't take off his shirt, which sometimes redeems awful shows. Or something like that.
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