With my dentist Charles Griffith dead now my woes are many.Simply put,he was my inner beauty, my boss Eddie,of Eddie's Diner,is now on the outskirts of poverty without having been laid.What I should now put in words is that I have good teeth and get paid frequently and as a tender aged forty year old my ambition isn't to hold something in my hand and say pay me or believe that that cleans my teeth. ...read more