so i got my wisdom teeth taken out today, two tops two bottoms, they werent even visible yet. i remember them wrappin gauze on my arm after they took tha needle out, i remember them askin my if i wanted my teeth in a container to keep and i laughed for 2 minutes before replying "what tha f*ck would i want those for?" i remember bein in my dads nitro and tha nurse leanin in my window tellin him deirections on how to care for my mouth and giving me my tongue ring that i took out before went under, i dont remember any of tha 50 minute ride home, i do recall stumbling into tha house whilelaughin my a$$ off, kickin of my flip flops, takin my clothes off n then jumpin into bed and laughin myself to sleep... then i woke up, had to spit and caused my sutures to split a lil and bleed like crazy which reminded me tha i had my wisdom teeth pulled... then i tried to eat, felt like somone took a hammer to my jaw, took some ibuprophen, ate some more despite tha pain, popped a vicodin n felt amazing... then i rented some movies and have been loungin aroun my house ever since eatin every now n then....
adding insult to injury, i can dip tobacco for roughly one week, however once i deem myself "healed" which willmost likely be in a couple days im gonna pinch tha Grizz again
whats everyone elses story about life's sh*t stain called wisdom teeth...?