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Originally Posted by Cantankerous
i have an intense (no exaggeration) fear of breaking or otherwise injuring my nose, which includes any kind of surgical procedure involving my nose. i recoil at the thought.
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have you read dead babies by martin amis? one of the characters has something like this about his teeth, but way worse...
"Away from the drill!"
"What? I say, Giles, are you all right?"
Giles had been lynig on his bed, bent double with psychosomatic toothache. His stragled shout had been a semi-delerious reply to Quentin's courtly knock. By 12:30, Giles had consumed five Gin Rickeys, four gin and tonics, three gin and its, two gin and bitters, and one gin.
throughout the book theres a running joke about how bad his phobia is... he has a medicine cabinet full of dentist's picks of various shapes and sizes and cleans his teeth in front of a porcelain sink entirely covered in foam padding... at one point another character is commenting on a chick she thinks has a too-perfect centrfold body and an average to unattractive face. Giles says "i actually thought she had really nice..." and hesitates. she says, "oh. Giles...." and he mutters "...teeth, actually"