My dentist told me a while ago that I may have to get my wisdom teeth removed by the time I'm eighteen. But, that dentist was a bit sketchy, and I've since changed dentists... The new one hasn't said a thing of it.

It's sort of funny though, because I recently woke up, having little recollection of the night prior, and I was missing one of my wisdom teeth. Now there is just this little flap of gum in the back of my mouth that I tongue all day. So, I guess if I do have a problem, it's already 50% taken care of.


"Somebody told me when the bomb hits, everybody in a two mile radius will be instantly sublimated, but if you lay face down on the ground for some time, avoiding the residual ripples of heat, you might survive, permanently fucked up and twisted like you're always underwater refracted. But if you do go gas, there's nothing you can do if the air that was once you is mingled and mashed with the kicked up molecules of the enemy's former body. Big-kid-tested, motherf--ker approved."