In two weeks I will be laying back in a dentists chair having all my upper teeth pulled. Sounds like fun, eh?
Yeah. not so much.
In any case, at this time, 14 days from now I will be laying in bed (hopefully on Luxury sheets) propped up on my pillows, with the tv on, and pouting about my poor painful pitiful mouth.
I fully admit that I am a big baby and will probably be a bear to live with for a few days after the pulling.
Can you blame me?
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