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I had my wisdom teeth taken out (hence my foolishness) and it was like something out of Marathon Man- the drill kept shorting out and two guys were holding my head while the dentist tried to pry the tooth out of my jaw. He just kept saying, "oh, sorry about this."
Of course, I was going to complain as I left but since my face was numb, I couldn't feel my tongue and there was blood oozing down my shirt I figured I'd wait and complain later.
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