Okay. I loathe, loathe, loathe going to the dentist.
The thing is, other than a little gum recession here and there, I have great teeth...no problems. But the thirty minutes in which I get my teeth scraped, polished, flossed, and poked is Hell on Earth.
The dentist...ick, ack, blah, patooey.
(And who knew I could find some fine art dealing with the subject of dentistry?)