I's Sine (I'm FIne)

I've never liked going to the dentist. Not only because of the old decaying dentist whose hand twitches when he's holding pointy tools in my mouth, but also because of the dentist talk. Dentist talk is the pointless conversation that they feel necessary to start, no not when they first see you but when they first start their work in you mouth. Now my friend pointed out that the dentists must have a mandatory class in college on understanding the bumbling nonsense that comes out of their patients mouths. I would rather sit there with my eyes closed listening to the 80's music in the background than saying "I's sine...nos uch...I's in cosege ow."