leading up to my wisdom teeth being ripped out of my face i had to deal with shitler telling me to stop being a goddamn baby and that i had another thing coming if i thought i was going to milk this thing. and naturally he took every opportunity to just mercilessly make fun of me.
hence these photos. which i totally forgot about until like a half hour ago.
but the joke is on that guy because apparently he's very tuckered out from driving me the ten minutes to and from the oral surgeon so he's getting his nap on.
so now it's just me and my teeth (that yes i asked to keep).
oh wait - me, my teeth, and the pills. and i'm adding text to photos like this:
i'm going to go ahead and link up with sarah because i haven't yet and she said something about a competion and basically every day is a competition in the shitler household in which we see who can be meaner to the other.
and also he's wearing a packers shirt.
and sarah likes sports or something.
but maybe not the packers.
which FYI is a sin.