I came upon some eye candy today in a local antique shop.....
No wonder I spent so much time in the dentist chair as a boy. The dentist was actually my dad's poker buddy; so I had to go to him even though he had a heavy hand with that old belt driven mechanical drill. At age 58, I finally had the last of those old deep fillings restored.
Still, you gotta love the Pez.
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