Imagine being in a dentist's office getting a routine clean up and everything's going smooth. Y'all make a little small talk, they check on your pearly whites and everything's all good. They leave the little suction machine in ( ) and say they've gotta step out of the office for a moment to check on something, leaving you alone. A few seconds later you hear the door open and you look up, expecting to see the dentist getting ready to tell you that you good to go...
...Instead you see New Jack in a pair of bloody scrubs, holding a staple gun, a pair of pliers, and the little hook they use to scrape plaque off your teeth.
...Instead you see New Jack in a pair of bloody scrubs, holding a staple gun, a pair of pliers, and the little hook they use to scrape plaque off your teeth.