That one Dutch guy

My wife got into reading via the sword of truth by Terry goodkind.

Totalcommander.

Even went so far as to get a licence.

Dentist.

It’s irrational also. Everything’s fine and cute. I’ll lie down, open wide, all good.

But as soon as the tools dissappear into my mouth I blank. I tense up, heartbeat spikes, sweating. Once I tensed up to hard I accidentally ripped off the armrest and gave the poor dentist a black eye.