Cleolinda everywhere

I remember when I got my top wisdom teeth pulled. My dentist was pregnant, so they couldn't give me gas. I had Novocaine, and while it numbed me up but good, I still wish I hadn't been stone-cold sober when she started yanking at my teeth with the Pliers of Doom. As with the drill, it was the noise that got me. Metal crunching against enamel, and the cracking sound when the tooth finally gave it up...ugh.

And the jewlery is pretty, especially the snake.