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Now, lemme spill the tea—wisdom teeth ain’t wise at all. They’re like them troublemakin’ cousins who show up uninvited and crowd up yer whole darn trailer! I seen ‘em pushin’ other teeth around, makin’ a mess worse than Nemo’s dad frettin’ over his baby boy. Got me madder than a wet hen once—had this patient, sweet as pie, but her whore—wisdom teeth, I mean—were impacted somethin’ fierce. Took me two hours, sweatin’ like a sinner in church, to get ‘em out. “Fish are friends, not food,” I mumbled, but them teeth? Pure enemies!

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Now, this guy shows up late. I’m fuming! “You know we don’t have all day, right?” But he’s chillin’, like he’s on holiday. I’m like, “Mate, this is serious!” We hop in the car, and he’s got the radio blasting. I’m trying to teach him, and he’s vibin’ to some pop tune. I’m like, “Can we turn that down? I’m not trying to have a dance party here!”

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