[tell the boys where to find my] :: BODY ::

So.

Dentist appointments.

Yeah, not so much.

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Turns out I have the biggest fucking crater of my life under one of my brackets. They pulled it off and holy shit. Then everyone proceeded to try to guilt me.

Yeah, you try getting five minutes of bathroom time when you live with four chicks, okay? Shocker that I can wash my god damn hair every day.