Raymond “Dr Sweets” Epstein began working in fifth grade selling fruitcakes
door to door. He currently resides in the deep south and has practiced
dentistry for over thirty years. When he is not fixin choppers, he rides the
miles of regional trails at his disposal. He is constantly listening to music
having seen zillions of shows and played many as well. He is a husband,
father, mountain bike coach and does not own any dentist bikes. He is still
okay with fruit cakes.
Embracing austerity: Take that you schwette creep!
Theme music this round (Titillating, absurdist and also containing two “D’s” in the title): Dave the Diver: Original!-->!-->!-->…
Soundtrack/song: The Hives “Won’t Be Long”
I recently took a random survey asking friends and family what things they hated. I am not talking about sort of disliking!-->!-->!-->…
“You call yourself a surgeon?!?” Doctor Gulmanukas exclaimed at me upon viewing my dissection of our cadaver’s inner ear. Myself and my other classmates in my freshman gross!-->…
Ebullition (noun): a sudden violent outburst or display; the act, process, or state of boiling or bubbling up
Has anyone ever mic’ed a slide whistle into a Marshall amp?!-->!-->!-->…