seven | never wanted to grow up

[strike_you_out]

[Call Placement. Addressing: Mayfield. Filters: none.] 


Requesting advice... 

About teeth.  [He may be sounding a bit worried.]

Specifically, how do I... reattach one? 


[Oh, the horrors of dental maturation. Slugger doesn't understand and suspects this is some unnatural and cruel act of nature. 

ALSO, if you are one Edward Nigma, there may be something (not a tooth) hidden beneath your pillow. That something would happen to be a sheep's liver stolen from the local butcher shop. Consider it a "welcoming gift" from your new "son". Note that he has been courteous enough to wait only two days before stuffing it under there instead of the intended seven because he just couldn't contain his excitement.]

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[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

But it came from the bottom row...

[insectoidalien.livejournal.com]

Just trust me.

[Has she lied to you? I mean, in this conversation?]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

I can think of one reason why I shouldn't.

[insectoidalien.livejournal.com]

Well, don't come crying to me when all your teeth start shifting around to fill the gap.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[What! Shifting?!

He'll go crying to Susan if that happens, I mean--!!

CONVERSATION: TERMINATED!]