On Sun, 11 Oct 2009 12:37:01 -0700, "RG" wrote:

Lessee, listen to an Enya album...get a root canal. Enya....root canal.
Let's analyze...

Both will take about the same amount of time out of my life that will never
be recovered.

I get a shot to reduce the misery that will ensue over the next 50 minutes
for the root canal. No such courtesy is extended for the Enya listen.

I get an Rx for a narcotic pain reliever to address the lingering effect of
the root canal. Once again, no such consideration offered for the Enya
"music" still rattling around in my head. In fact, I'll probably have to
listen to some really obnoxious heavy metal just to purge her.

The root canal actually fixes a problem that needed to be addressed. Enya
didn't address anything. I could have put in a Steely Dan or Mark Knopfler
CD to properly address a music jones.

I can tell my buddies over beers about the root canal. It's a common
experience we've all shared. Probably best not to mention the Enya thing.

Insurance will reimburse me for the root canal. I'm out twelve bucks for
the Enya CD.

RG

LOL!

A man goes to an oral surgeon to have a tooth extracted. The dentist
takes out a syringe to give the man a shot. “No way! No needles! I
hate needles,” the patient said.

The dentist starts to hook up the laughing gas and the man objects. “I
can’t do the gas thing. The thought of having the gas mask on is
suffocating to me!”

The dentist then asks the patient if he has any objection to taking a
pill. “No objection,” the patient says. “I’m fine with pills.”

The dentist then returns and says, “Here’s a Viagra tablet.”

The patient says, “Wow – I didn’t know Viagra worked as a pain
killer!”

“It doesn’t” said the dentist, “but it will give you something to
hold onto when I pull your damn tooth!”