Can I get an amen here?

I started off my morning with an appointment with Dr. Bartlett, my orthodontist. Always an adventure that. Yes, I wear braces, and have for a long long long long [...] loooong time. I got them slapped on in August 2000, to be precise. Check your calendars, kids: yes, it's now on the far end of three and a half years.

And while you have those calendars out, you might want to mark down May 11.

That's when these fuckers are coming off.

Ohhhh, yeah. Drinks are on me, gang.