Ow. I had my wishdum teefh out today. It ish hard to talk properly! Boy, does my mouth HURT! I figured I should go ahead and get that taken care of now rather than waiting and possibly experiencing problems with the ol' chompers later. I've been putting it off a bit...oh, only 10 years or so! The waiting room had a whole herd of teenagers talking about cheerleading camp and people in the 10th grade. I felt a little goofy.
Anyway, this has nothing really to do with anything, I just thought I'd share! And, no, I WILL NOT be posting any pictures of the offending teeth. Bleck! Bleck squared! Bleck to the nth degree!