Some chewing gum was stuck in my teeth and I pulled and this whole set of hollow teeth came out of my mouth, with plastic gums. Apparently I had a fake facade system going, and underneath my real teeth were filed down to little pointy bits and were all brown.
This image must have come from watching the Swan, where this one woman had hugely gnarly teeth issues, including a sort of fake tooth thing she had to put in every morning.
I never want to watch The Swan again. I hope it never ever comes back. Die, Swan, die!
The thing I hated the worst was the weird nebulously European host-woman (who I think was actually Irish, which is tragic), who was some sort of Patsy for the beauty industry and arbiter of her own sex's servitude, total lady uncle tom. What a fucking phoney. Don't get me started. Getting in shape is one thing, man, but the worst thing was the kind of underlying violence toward women's bodies--shit, not even underlying. Right there on the surface. The drive to chop up women's bodies, because let's face it, the female form is the most powerful thing in the world. Fuck you fuckers. I hope you get sliced up with your own instruments and you are blinded and suddenly learn the life of the senses that has existed all along outside the borders of your perception, you sad idiot.
The worst thing in the world is idiots who don't know they're idiots.