Oral Surgery can be funny?

Back when dirt was rocks, that's the 60's to you newbies, I had to have my wisdom teeth removed. The surgeon used sodium pentathol to knock patients out. Evidently, as I was slipping under, this truth serum had me talking about a fight I'd been involved in some weeks before, in which I sliced open the cheek of the other guy.

Knowing I couldn't drive after this surgery, my best buddy Jim showed up to drive me home. Jim had been in a car wreck some time before, had turned his forehead into a mass of scar tissue by trying to drive a Brit sports car under a construction barricade.

Looking at Jim, the oral surgeon's nurse blurted out: "Is THIS the guy you had the fight with?" She must have thought I was one mean motor scooter!

Ahhhh, the days when we were wild young animals. Sure glad I'm past them, sure glad I survived them.