At 4/8/08 03:40 AM, The-Swain wrote:
Funk: 1, Wisdom Teeth: 0
How you get up the courage to do that, I have yet to know. I only got mine out when my best pal and MOTHER agreed to be in the room with me.
I work better in front of an audience, but that's just ridiculous.
I have a list of stories as long as my arm like this. I actually retired the one where I got run over by a car, got up, finished walking to the burger joint, got a burger, walked BACK past the wreckage, which included three cars, with one parked car being struck by the car that ran me over so hard it drove it into ANOTHER parked car.
I couldn't walk for three days afterward, and I immediately drove to the hospital, but you get my point.
My only concern? That I'd lose my ability to play double bass. That insecurity caused me to DOUBLE my speed, just to "rehab" my leg.