My little-little brother, One Who Has Ultra-Low Pain Threshold, just got back from the dentist after having two baby molars extracted.
He hath been talking like thith ever thinth he goth home, because of two gauze pads in his mouth. But unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. I'm betting two hours till that novocane runs out.
Plus, dad gave him a hair cut last night, so his misery is quite complete.
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Aww.. Poor tiny brother! Give him a hug for me.
He's all better now, though.
(Just wait till 2 AM tomorrow morning. Poor Angelface.)
I HATED GETTING HAIRCUTS when I was little. Then I grew my hair out and suddenly haircuts are exciting and fun.
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