Smells Like Nitrous Oxide

I'm going to the dentist this afternoon and I'm freaking out.

I remember once when I was a teenager I went to a children's dentist. Unfortunately, I was too big for the chair. Above me was a small television screen with cartoons. At the time of my visit, the Smurfs was on and Gargamel had captured Handy smurf.

I needed Nitrous Oxide because I was getting my canines pulled to make room for my braces that would haunt me throughout high school.

They pulled the perfectly healthy teeth from my head and I began to laugh at Papa Smurf, wearing his silly red outfit, saving Handy from certain death.

I hope Papa Smurf comes and saves me this afternoon and brings me some N20.