Calling All Orthodontists.

Funny, Patients March 2nd, 2008

Marilyn Manson is in need of a new orthodontist if you’re interested. Check out his blog here.


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  • person who can’t speak english

    i’ll do it!

  • http://www.endodontics.ca Periapex

    Will he be invited over for dinner with us next week also?

  • Anonymous

    as long as he’s ok with bleeding his own blood.
    I secretly think that if he was having blood tests or something he’d look away coz it’d creep him out!
    btw… you’re antispam device is teaching me new words!

  • jeanie

    argh… i forgot to leave my name. again. soz.

    (again, recaptcha… is sloop a word?)

  • http://www.endodontics.ca Periapex

    Did you check out Samuel L. Jackson’s blog on that same site? It’s entertaining…

    I should play Scrabulous with you on facebook. Dr. Mommy, you, and me. I thought you Australians were more educated than us Canucks? One of my favourite Beach Boys songs:

    Beach Boys – Sloop John B

    We come on the sloop John B
    My grandfather and me
    Around Nassau town we did roam
    Drinking all night
    Got into a fight
    Well I feel so broke up
    I want to go home

    So hoist up the John B’s sail
    See how the mainsail sets
    Call for the Captain ashore
    Let me go home, let me go home
    I wanna go home, yeah yeah
    Well I feel so broke up
    I wanna go home

    The first mate he got drunk
    And broke in the Cap’n's trunk
    The constable had to come and take him away
    Sheriff John Stone
    Why don’t you leave me alone, yeah yeah
    Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home

    So hoist up the John B’s sail
    See how the mainsail sets
    Call for the Captain ashore
    Let me go home, let me go home
    I wanna go home, let me go home
    Why don’t you let me go home
    (Hoist up the John B’s sail)
    Hoist up the John B
    I feel so broke up I wanna go home
    Let me go home

    The poor cook he caught the fits
    And threw away all my grits
    And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
    Let me go home
    Why don’t they let me go home
    This is the worst trip I’ve ever been on

    So hoist up the John B’s sail
    See how the mainsail sets
    Call for the Captain ashore
    Let me go home, let me go home
    I wanna go home, let me go home
    Why don’t you let me go home

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