Misadventures in Dentistry, Part 1: Farewell Eyeteeth

There are few things I hate without adequate reason. I hate high squealy noises (that kid in Walmart who has decided that he needs that super-intergallactic-robot-dizzy-bake-oven or he will die) because they make the insides of my ears burrow further toward my brain. I hate spiders because they have more legs than any living thing…