For the past week I’ve been dealing with my teeth. Which is one of those things that you just have to deal with. I hate it, I wish our bodies didn’t need all this maintenance. I knew I would eventually have to get work on this tooth because I had chipped half of this moler off when I was wrestling with my friend, Fury. It came to a head about a week ago when I bit into a peice of steak and I had a shooting pain up my face. I tend to be a very physical person, which probably should stop because I don’t want to pay for it like this. Anyhow, here’s how it’s been, take a look
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