While I never thought I would ever have anything in common with Mike Tyson, I now do. Today was the last part of my root canal procedure...the one that put a gold crown on one of my teeth. Apparently the crown is thin enough that one of the porcelain crowns wouldn't have stayed long without breaking. So we went gold, baby!!! I'm all gangsta and shit.
In all seriousness, it's way in the back and you'd have to look for it to actually see the thing. But, you know, I've got a gold tooth now.
I think I can keep mine longer than Iron Mike did. After all, I don't have a pet tiger.
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