I had a bit of a mishap last week. With a Frito. It would be (pathetically) funny if I weren't still in pain. Wondering what kind of pathetic accident I've managed to accomplish? I broke a tooth. The dentist actually congratulated me on the vast hole I'd managed to create as he thought I'd managed to do it "right good". One minute I was eating lunch, and the next I was tucking two large pieces of tooth into a paper towel to take to my dentist. By large I mean that there wasn't enough left for my dentist to rescue, so now I have gaping black hole where my molar used to me. I feel like a hungry, hungry hippo with my strange gap in my molars. Kinda put a damper in my week. So, be careful of rogue Fritos that are out for revenge. They can be quite dangerous.
A little bit about me. I'm an Army brat that's finally somewhat settled after a childhood spent....everywhere. We just moved to Upstate South Carolina, and I've got to say, I love it here!