Of Course It's Going to Bleed

Here I am lounging back. My feet are dangling in the air and I have feeling of utter satisfaction. Then I check my phone to see the time and it is 7:30 in the AM. I'm hoping that I accidentilly spent the night in the recliner. And then after that dream is dashed I began to hope that I am just having a late morning dreaam from the comfort of my own bed.

When all of a sudden I am surrounded by people with smiles of elation and eyes of satisfaction; this dream has become an akward nightmare. Conversations are being held all around me of such little intelligence, and I realize that I am actually awake! I begin to question where I am how I ended up there.

The strange people start to poke and praud inside my mouth, and bright lights eluminate the enamel on my pearly whites. And the creature above me seems to be having some sort of joyous celebration. Worry beginss to take over my senses. I question the existence of aliens and numbered Areas in my neighboring state. Towards the end of this sadistic ritual the being points out that the blood is my fault.

Sanity finally kicks in, and I come to a life altering realization. I unintentionally, yet purposely put myself in this seat. In fact, I seem to have been here before. And of course my gums will bleed if you stab them with a damn needle. It has nothing to do with my lack of regular brushing.
But I regardless of the pain, I will probably return here; to the Dentist's office.