Originally Posted by deathrattle
So he's moved.Not exactly a big surprise for a Beverly Hills practitioner, but I can assure you, I have absolutely no cause or desire to lie in that matter.He was by any measure, an extremely good dentist.The only problem was that he wouldn't or couldn't work on Saturdays.
I did reach your dentist. He told me that he is really a veterinarian, that is why he couldn't work on you on Saturdays, he was busy at the track. He told me that he kept trying to tell you that he was a vet, but you told him something to the effect that in England it doesn't make any difference--dentist, doctor, vets, they are all the same. So he let you go ahead and call him dentist--just to humor you (and he charged you dentist prices, so it all worked out well for him).
You know, I really didn't want to believe him, I mean, after all, you have posted so much BS here, I thought you were also lying about the vet...er, the dentist (wink, wink).
But he e-mailed me these pictures, so I know you are telling the truth.
This is what the vet...oops, sorry mate, the dentist e-mailed to me:
He said the picture below was taken right after you picked a fight with some cholos in East L.A. It took him a long time to fix the damage.
Then he also sent me this picture. He said that after the cholos beat you up, and the vet (OK OK, "the" dentist) fixed your teeth, you went back to the same street corner where you first met the cholos. This time, however, instead of fighting the cholos, you decided to show your gratitude for the beating that they inflicted on you so you asked to perform oral services on them. This is what the dentist (OK, I give up) sent to me:
Must have been some big cholos, eh mate?
Finally, to prove beyond a reasonable doubt, that he was once indeed your dentist, he sent me this amusing little pic of you and a friend. You are the one with the big, happy smile.
Have a nice day.