so, spent a charming morning yesterday having this guy dig out my wisdom teeth, not that i remember it because i was stuffed with drugs, whereupon i went home, and started choking on guaze and blood, which was difficult to deal with because i couldn't swallow and the novacaine ensured i couln't feel my face. eventually i could feel my face, which
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and sorry, dont count on me to kill you.
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