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today i got my wisdom teeth yanked out. the staff was really nice and kept telling me i was too skinny. i thought the needle was rude. the lady splattered blood on me and apologized real sorry-like and i laughed. i started choking on my spit and the dentist laughed. i felt the third tooth and he swore it was "just pressure". i felt the fourth one too but i was bored by then. burning teeth smell like fritos. i came home all swollen and tried to yell at my dad for asking me questions. then i made him sad because he's really excited about the new house, and i don't care.