So there he was, poor little old Cabazon getting out of his car, making sure to grab his DMB CD on the way out. He slowly walks up to the door... opens it. The receptionist's window is closed... Should he knock or walk away? He knocks.
"Hey dude, where's the bathroom?" he asks the lady behind the desk thing
"right through here first door on the left," the lady behind the desk thing says as the door magically opens itself.
"sweet dude" Cabazon says instinctively as he walks to the bathroom to expell urine from his bladder.
"Cabazon, right?"
"Right"
"The doctor will be right with you"
Poor little Cabazon sits down in the waiting room, shaking.
"Cabazon? right this way," some lady with a lesbian hair cut calls him out "last room on the left"
Cabazon sits in the chair.
Cabazon begins to breath from a little mask thing and everything rocks.
Cabazon goes home and is miserable.
Wisdom teeth removal, seems spooky at first, then it rocks, then it sucks.
