Pain, literally!
That son of a bitch wisdom tooth decided to plant a spot in thee back of my mouth this holiday month. I named him bobby, and just when he was starting to get friendly, the dentist decides to rip him right out of my gum! I am currently taking some pain-killers (Norco), but exactly what are they killing? Not the pain! I tried crying an hour ago, but that did not help at all. In fact, tears and drooling to not mix well together. Ooh wisdom tooth, why did you have to arrive? Wasn't I wise enough already? Speaking of wise, I wonder how many wisdom teeth Aristotle had...did he ever get them removed? Ooh gosh, I need to go change my guage..
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