(27/10/2004)

Open, bite together, say 'aaah', compose a short symphony...

I recently got my brace off, so that means lots of strips involving hatred of dentists and teeth in general.

Anyway, nothing special here. I chucked this together in the middle of the night (as I always do).

I don't like my legs, and there's a chair in the background that I forgot to ink, so it just looks like a mess of pencil lines and my dentist doesn't really look very much like that. Oh well.

© Tom Marshall 2004