Twelve hours from now I will be at the dental surgeon from hell, unconscious, as this woman cuts into my mouth and steals my four hidden wisdom teeth. Digging them out like buried treasure in the sand. And for losing these FOUR glorious teeth of mine, these people have the audacity to charge me for it. Whatever happened to the tooth fairy?? Remember the times when you actually got a quarter for your teeth? Well, at least that's what I got. I've heard of others gaining more of a profit for their pearly whites, but perhaps I just got the short end of the stick. Maybe mine were a very common sort of enamel? Normal dentin? Maybe they just weren't as special as the quirky, irritable, yet somehow wise teeth. But I digress. After this ordeal, I will be in severe pain and will resemble something like a chipmunk. A purplish-bluish-not-allowed-to-eat-nuts kind of chipmunk. Needless to say I will be staying inside for another couple of days.
So wish me luck in my FIRST EVERRR surgery of my life. I'm mildly scared. We'll see if I come out alive or not. If not... I deem all my personal items to be bid off on ebay ONE BY ONE over the course of the next three months. And each of my friends may keep their very own pokemon card, book, and sock of mine, if they so wish.
And let us just hope I will be as cute and hilarious in my state of agony as this little guy.
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