by Eli Jun 16, 2008
category :
Fun, humor /
about life
The same ole'?? white walls and pink granite tiles. The smell of Novocain dominated the room. The sounds of drills shrieked and scraped. There was a war going on in that little workshop of his. In someone elses mouth. Countless devices and trays of tools were laid out on the table. Needles, hooks, and drills with detachable bits. The red door was depressing. It wrote, "Sterilization," on it. |