They’re coming off tomorrow..well nothing is that easy so probably just the top braces this week and then the bottom next week. But they are coming off and I couldn’t feel more excited. Not the excited where you hug the dentist and his assistant, but pretty excited where you turn the music up louder while looking in the rear view mirror and heading into another car.
My entire mouth will stop drooling, bleeding, and acting a hot pre-teen tranny mess by the time I arrive in New York. But really, I hope all and any men are ready because it’s about to go down. The song below should sum up by freshman year of high school and the upcoming weekend. The clubs aren’t ready for this hot mess.
But my words I really live by …if it doesn’t happen to Beyonce, it’s not happening to me.
Good Night, for soon I’ll be a little lighter.
Congratulations, Matt!! Can’t wait to stare at your pearly whites 24/7 when we get back to New York.
