Wise According To My Teeth
My fourth wisdom tooth is coming out. I’ll soon have all the wisdom I can probably have in my mouth.
It also means that I currently can hoard food in the weirdest places and that’s probably more you wanted to know about that matter. Believe me, it is.
I haven’t had any of the other three wisdom tooth pulled out, mostly because of my strange fear of dentists. The blessing of having such good teeth as I do and therefore never have to go to the dentist somehow made me incredibly afraid of the day I will finally have to. The horror stories my mom tells about her dental-experiences don’t exactly help. (Neither does the story of my birth.)
I just figured that if I wait long enough they won’t have a reason to pull my wisdom teeth out and then I can just live them and all the wisdom they provide.
Boy, am I gonna be wise…