Let’s get right into it: no one likes going to the dentist. Everything about the experience fucking blows.

And it starts as far back as making the initial appointment. You call, probably because there’s either something wrong with one of your teeth or your guilt about not going to the dentist for years has reached epic proportions and is now, paired with your fucking toothache, keeping you up at night.

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