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Donut Canals

Dear Members and Constituents,
Have you ever subjected yourself to a root canal? Of all the activities we willingly undergo, root canals are the closest thing I know to raw, unadulterated torture. A simultaneous stimulation of all senses, root canals are an equal opportunity tormenter. The sound of the drill. The smell of burnt teeth and rotten bone marrow. The taste of tooth fragments and bleach. The sight of your teeth, turned to stubs. The vibration of your entire skull in response to the blunt instruments used… not to mention the raw pain emanating from that inadvertently pinched nerve-ending. A funny thing happens when you sit helpless on the endodontist’s chair, mouth full of cotton, wondering whether to dignify his latest question with a response (surely he realizes all the instruments in my mouth prevent me from articulate speech): You start to think absesses might not be so bad, after all. Mild chronic pain, bone loss and even toothlessness briefly seem attractive alternatives. Of course, these fleeting thoughts pass and you successfully finish what you started.

Donuts, on the other hand, provide an altogether pleasant sensory stimulation: soft, sinuous, sweet, scented… sigh! This morning, Craig Mundell (donut boy) is responsible for providing us with four dozen LaMar’s donuts. Now that’s the kind of treatment your teeth really deserve: biting into the soft, doughy texture of a fresh donut. Let your teeth know what’s good.
Happy Friday!

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