FESTIVE
Dr Hassan pulled on my jaw for all her worth, nope it
didn't click back.
The twins stood either side of me, trying to stifle their
giggles and failing miserably.
The good lady Doctor finally managed to put her hands
in my mouth and kind of re-hooked my jaw bone.
Yowch!
"Whatever were you doing?" She asked.
I shrugged and was stuffed into one of those surgical collars
that made me look like a sinister German geezer.
"Whatever you did, please don't do it again!" Said the Doctor.
"I can assure you I won't!" I snapped and glared at the twins.
Now all I had to do was go home, get back into the house
and try to explain to Alan why I was now in a neck brace.
I'll blame the peanut butter sandwich.
Easy!
HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS! Let's hope 2007 is a pretty
do-wop year!
Becka M & Rainex XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Oh my god girl, I thought you were joking. But hell of a way to bring in a New Year!!!
Have a great one.
You can imagine what a house
of fun it was!!! Nevermind
all things pass!
...and I thought TMJ was the worst of my problems..lol
Glad to hear from you Broomy!
Psssssst... where'd you go?
soi what's your excuse then?
You ok?
Hey Etoile and Butterfly-
worry not about me,
I've joined Opus Dei as
chief whippy girl.
Nah, only kidding, total
meltdown at work with
co-workers, managment etc
I will try to write asap!
What you can't type with your mouth wired shut? Missing you.....
with love.
Hey cats still alive!
Bet when you posted 'lets hope 2007 is a pretty do-wop year' you didn't mean it to be wopped at work. hope everything is ok soon. missing you.
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