when google asks me for a review….

My Dentist — Well I am good boy, least that’s what I thought….She looked at my mouth, and said no you are not.
— You need a cleaning, a scraping, and a polishing too. And remember to brush your teeth after eating all your food.
–So she poked and prodded, but I didn’t care. She said, I’m a dentist not a doctor, you didn’t need to strip to your underwear.
— But the bathrooms were clean, and the place smelled great, ….I think I’ll go back there, When my teeth deteriorate.

My eye glasses place –
On my way into the shop I was tripping over curbs, walking into doors, and thought I was an ugly person. I stumbled into the awaiting care of LeAnne who pointed out that the last shop had sold me only frames with no lens, which began to explain all beeping horns I hear in traffic. She outfitted me with some sexy new eyewear and I was instantly able to navigate across the entire room without slamming into anyone or running into a single piece of furniture. As I happily paid my bill, I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror….holy heck…. I am Hot!