I got my wisdom teeth out just the other day. Now I have a little bit of dental insurance, but it still cost me hundreds of dollars to get four teeth taken out. When I was a kid, the tooth fairy was supposed to give me money. The most I ever saw from that sick, tooth-hoarding broad was a Loonie (that's a dollar). Usually, I got a quarter for incisors and a pair of quarters for a molar. Even if I had put that money into a high-yield savings account, I would be caught holding the short end of the stick today. Where is the justice in that?

Seeing that the topic has been on my mind so much lately, I have been thinking about being a dentist when I grow up. I mean, you get to torture people and they pay you for it. Let's face it, I don't have the legs to be a dominatrix.