I chipped my tooth on a peach pit.
Not a big chip. But enough for me to obsess about for the next few days.
This, paired up with my earlier spit vs. inertia experience, makes me a semi-finalist in the “what the hell is wrong with you” contest.
Ink and Vodka
Discourse and Debauchery
dont worry, someone chipped my tooth about six months ago, by landing on my head, and although it looked big at teh time, especially to my tireless tongue, it probably is barely noticeable.
Awww, honey! Now we both got the Spooky Tooth!! 😉
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