quote Trojanman

I got a plan Taylor.
Lets run away from neoseeker and not tell anyone.
Then we'll come back in a year or two.

What do you think?

It'll have wait.

I have another plan that has to deal with you.

quote Trojanman

It'll have wait.

Lol, everyone has their common mistakes on a mobile phone.

Lol I know I was just giving you a hard time but I figure that will come back to bite me with your "plan". XD

so hows every doing.

quote The White Rider

quote Trojanman

It'll have wait.

...Caveman.

I'M SO HIGH RIGHT NOW.

Nah, I'm hopped up on ridiculous amounts of pain medication. And it's actually headache inducing to stare at a computer screen, but what else can I do? >_>

I can't go out in public. The left side of my face is swollen to the tenth degree, squared.

srsly?

Why's that? Get some teeth polled? Get socked over a drunken argument?

My sister went to the hospital and they drugged her up so badly that she was actually becoming paranoid of pretty much everything around her. It was really weird, to be perfectly honest.

That is pretty weird. When one of my friends got his wisdom teeth pulled, he woke up and he was of course still drugged, and he was uncontrollably laughing and crying at the same time.

quote Zyzan

srsly?

Why's that? Get some teeth polled? Get socked over a drunken argument?

To be perfectly honest I can't stand dental work. I think it has something to do with the fact that they never seem to do enough to numb all of my nerves.

Well my Dad is my dentist, which has its positives and negatives.

quote The White Rider

That is pretty weird. When one of my friends got his wisdom teeth pulled, he woke up and he was of course still drugged, and he was uncontrollably laughing and crying at the same time.

dude, when I got my wisdom teeth out I was the same way.it's actually a pretty entertaining story.

I didn't even remember anything until a few days after it happened, it was like a crazy dream or something...anywho I woke up and had no idea what was going on. So the nurse leads me down the hall to the exit and I had to stop halfway and rest because I was so out of it. Then in the car ride back, my parents gave me a pen and a magazine because I couldn't talk. I wrote something about me crying and laughing at the same time and they looked at me like I was *bleep*ed...anywho, there was a picture of alcohol on the magazine so I asked for some vodka (for the pain...) and they revoked my magazine privileges
Then we got home and I had a lot of blood and such in my mouth so I had to drain that all out, which was pretty intense to watch, to be honest. It took a good three minutes because of the saliva and everything. From there I lived on nothing but spaghettios for two weeks.

...so maybe that story sucked, ah well.

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That blows pretty hard, Ron. I'm assuming that your mouth doesn't hurt anymore though?