In other Psychonauts news, I went to my new dentist today, and it turns out he’s bald. Not on the sides, but mostly on top. And as I sat in that chair with a little paper bib on, mouth stretched wide open, watching his masked face lean over me, scraping my teeth with his metal scrapers, I realized how good a thing this is, the baldness. From now on, I will only go to bald dentists. Why? I will hide the answer in this box, because it is gross. But also true. Look in here only if you want the gross truth:
If your dentist is bald, you don’t have to worry about his dandruff falling in your mouth.