My mouth hurts like a son. of. a. bitch.
I do not know if I can make it until Monday. I would say that I have an above average tolerance for pain and this is far exceeding my limitations. It is atrocious.
Poor Wilo. He was awoken to a frantic, panicked, sobbing Melissa this morning....
Wilo: Are you ok?
My mouth hurts really badly...(insert trembling lip)...and I don't wanna die from it!
sob, sob, I don't wanna die, sob sob sob
Wilo: Don't you think you're being a bit over dramatic?
sob, sob, sob, It could kill me, Wil! It killed Jerry, you know it did!
Wilo: Come here... I do not think you are going to die.
I've been sitting here alllll morning reading story after tragic story about people dying from tooth infections.
Wilo: Damn it, Melissa - Get off the fucking Internet, and Quit Googling that shit, yo!
giggle within a sob...You know I can't help myself.
I lovehate you, internet.