It could have happened

[singlemalt]

. . . so then I go back into the room and she's coming out of the anesthesia and she says "I know you were working on my wisdom teeth, but why the hell is there a midget in the room?"

I just look at her, kind of frozen.

"And why does he have a riding crop?" she asks.

"Well, it's like. . . you see," I stammer.

"And why the hell is there toothpaste in my hair?"

Mamma always said, just fucking fess up. So I say, "baby, that's not toothpaste."