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"My Tooth Just Exploded"

I had a strange feeling in my mouth, like something was stuck between two molars in the upper left quadrant, so I pried at whatever it was with my thumb and forefinger until it gave way with a nasty sounding crack. Turns out it was actually part of my tooth, which, once this small wedge-shaped part came away completely, then proceeded to self-detonate into tiny shards.

Now there's a big hole where that tooth once sat, and having spat out the detritus along with a copious amount of blood and whatever else there was, I'm off to the dentist to see if he has any spare gallon drums of morphine kicking about.

Being optimistic, I guess at least that that tooth will never do the same thing again, leading me to the conclusion that there is a God after all.

If any of you see the Tooth Fairy running about with a pack of C4 explosive and detonators, please do the right thing and splat her with something suitably heavy.

I'll be back.

Sans tooth.

Heh, so are you getting a false tooth put in, or are you going to wander about with a hole?

My dentisht (Dr. Payne...honesht, thash hish name), saysh it wash an abshesh or shomething that caushed my tooth to exshplode, sho he cleaned out the remainsh, root an' all, and shewed me up. I am now happily doped up on morphine for the nexsht 24 hrsh, and Dr. Payne recommendsh not working for the nexsht 48 hrsh.

I wash going to tell him that I recommended not working for the next 48 yearsh, and play gamesh inshtead, but couldn't get the wordsh out.

Lovely

Get some super glue and.....

actually don't.

Sounds nasty. The dentist will probably give you a false tooth to put in its place. If thats what you want.

I had a strange feeling in my mouth, like something was stuck between two molars in the upper left quadrant, so I pried at whatever it was with my thumb and forefinger until it gave way with a nasty sounding crack. Turns out it was actually part of my tooth, which, once this small wedge-shaped part came away completely, then proceeded to self-detonate into tiny shards.

Now there's a big hole where that tooth once sat, and having spat out the detritus along with a copious amount of blood and whatever else there was, I'm off to the dentist to see if he has any spare gallon drums of morphine kicking about.

Being optimistic, I guess at least that that tooth will never do the same thing again, leading me to the conclusion that there is a God after all.

If any of you see the Tooth Fairy running about with a pack of C4 explosive and detonators, please do the right thing and splat her with something suitably heavy.

I'll be back.

Sans tooth.