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Originally Posted by €uroMeinke
So, I this morning to a stabbing pain in my jaw woke me at about 4AM - I think the wisdom tooth coming in ran out of space. Looks like it's time to stop putting off the dentist visit. All I can say is thank God I had hernia surgery earlier this year and have plenty of vicodin to get me through the weekend. Ouch.
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Dude...it's nature sending an ambiguous subliminal message to you; it either means:
1. You need to accommodate more wisdom.
2. You can't cram anymore wisdom into your head.
3. You should remove the docket spike from under your pillow.
BTW, enduring hernia surgery just to secure Vicodin is a tad obsessive...you can get a GP to prescribe 'em without going near a horsepiddle.
Besides, all you have to do is grasp the Dentist's private bits firmly in your hands and say "We aren't going to hurt each other...
are we?".
hugs,
The Stoat.