So I broke a tooth last Saturday at Wings in Huntsville. Before you get carried away thinking I was enjoying wings a little too much, I didn’t break a tooth on a wing. I broke it– a wisdom tooth, no less– on a frickin’ french fry.  (Damn the French!) Pathetic, I know. To make a long story short, a dentist here in Arab took care of me today without having to remove my tooth. Thank God! I need all the wisdom I can get. 😉

PS: I still hate laptops.  Even more so now than before.  I just thought I would share.

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