Incisors are your Friends

Hello kiddies!

Let me tell you a story.It's about incisors.Yours,mine and everyone Else's.

Incisors are your friends.Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

I realized it once I lost them.

Without my incisors, life was suddenly not so colourful, not so wonderful.

I could no longer bite onto an apple,flash my 1000 watt smile or even talk properly.

Yes,Incisors help you enunciate clearly.Without them I can no longer speak clearly.My sibilants suck and my fricatives are all f*cked up.

I was never afraid of dentists.In fact many dentists are my good friends.

There is a good reason for that.My dad had more stringent rules than Willy Wonka's.

I never got to eat chocolates till I was five.These days I have to ask for his permission before I eat one.No I didn't end up running away or befriending oompa-loompas or building a psychedelic chocolate factory.

I ended up never visiting a dentist.

Now things have changed.I have to go to the dentist regularly, and get painful procedures done such as root canals and what-nots.I'm still not afraid.

But kiddies, I'm now a social pariah.Or at least I feel that way.

I feel embarassed to go out.I feel embarassed to talk to people, to smile, to look them in the eye.

I'm so embarrassed that no one knows I'm back home.

I don't have the courage to face my friends.

I have good friends.I know that.

I also know that they will not judge me solely based on my looks.(Boy! If they ever did, I'd end up with no friends at all)

I've got great friends.One of them called up just to ask me how I was doing.She was concerned.

It felt real nice, because she didn't know that I was back, but she still tried.

Hey , who needs incisors when you've got friends like these!