thirty-five on a scale of one to ten

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Silly question. The intake nurse said, but I can't turn it up past eleven. I said, well you asked. So they gave me a novocain shot right away. Then a little pile of Amoxil... quadruple blast. A shot in the butt they said would make me forget my tooth for a moment. I said, heck, that was nothing. They yelled at me for not taking an ambulance. I told them it was just entirely too silly to take an ambulance for a toothache, even a thirty-five.

Damn.

I will resume the naturopathic action after the ten alarm fire has been quenched.

Blast it all to hell.
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