As a kid in the mid 60's I had to have my baby teeth pulled out - by GAS :shock:
My teeth were not falling out so they had to be pulled.
I remember it so vividly, as I was driven to the GAS chamber
to be knocked out
.... so up I was plonked onto the gas chair
and away i went to the land of nod....
I remember wakening up just as the last tooth was pulled to a popping sound on the floor, as my last tooth rolled on the tiles.....and this is not a joke its true.
To make it more exciting the dentist looked like a mad professor with specs and a head of hair that looked like a the head of white toilet brush
Now I've no problem with dentists. In fact I can almost sleep in the chair when the chap is working on my molars.