Friday, December 01, 2006

Life imitates art

Small Boo's cracked a pre-molar. The dentist offered her an appointment at half past two. (Remember where we live. Think about it, with particular reference to The Bumper Book Of Slightly Racist Jokes For Kids, and similar tomes... Got it? Great.)

Unfortunately, she had a meeting then, and couldn't make it. I think she's more annoyed about that missed opportunity than about the tooth itself.

7 comments:

patroclus said...

It could be worse: she could have been admitted to a psychiatric hospital in Paris. Or decided to stay put in Bucharest. Or chosen to go on holiday to Jamaica.

Tim Footman said...

Sadly, however, our dog has a nose.

Billy said...

It's almost worth getting married to be able to do the Jamaica joke.

Anonymous said...

Rubbery.

Sorry about your dog, though. I came across a Deer with no eyes the other day. Beats me.

Anonymous said...

Or you could have pushed her off a cliff in Mexico.

But I'm not getting the dog/nose thing?

Tim Footman said...

My dog's got no nose.

How does it smell?

Bloody awful.

But now it's my turn. Cliff in Mexico? Is that like "What do you call a man with a seagull on his head?"

Anonymous said...

Ew.

Q. Why did the Mexican push his wife off a cliff?

A. Tequila