On of my wisdom teeth has been bothering me lately, to the point where I can tell you exactly where the bottle of Advil is at any time of the day whether or not I've had my coffee yet. In an attempt to stay off painkillers if at all possible, I bought a box of what were some tasty popsicles yesterday.
I say were, because they are no more, and no, I didn't eat them all.
The fridge died.
Pretty much everything in there was ruined. Including my popsicles.
Back to the Advil.
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Wow, that's rough, hun. Maybe you should look into an extraction? It worked out pretty well for me...
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