Okay, y'all. It's summer. I have work - both my regular job and my own business, 2 kids, a husband who plays in a band with gigs on the weekends, and life in general. The little ol' blog kinda hits the back burner on the "crap to get done" list. Don't fret, dear readers, for I shall have a new post soon. I mean, really, my life is like a bunch of "This seemed like a good idea at the time" moments strung together.
But, for now, this gem from a year or so ago will have to suffice until you can get a good SU&S fix. Enjoy.
I Hope She Doesn't Get a Cavity in her Cavity
I was cruising on my awesome Netflix app on my iPhone. In the "Horror" genre - which, I honestly don't even know why I was looking there; I think horror movies are stupid - I stumbled across this gem:
Do you realize what this means?! This means that not only did someone come up with the idea for this movie, but someone paid to have this movie made. Oh, to be a fly on the wall when this cinematic masterpiece was pitched. And, who would you see for this condition? Like, what kind of specialty doctor? A dentist? A gynecologist? I'm pretty sure there aren't people out there that specialize in both. Could you imagine calling to set up that appointment?
"Hi, I need to make an appointment to have my vagina's teeth cleaned."
Let's just hope she was lucky enough that her teeth came in straight. Braces would suck.