Just recently my wisdom teeth decided to show up in the back of my mouth. I'm not sure why it took so darn long for them to make thier appearence, but they finally decided pop through. Now, it turns out that since these little bastards took so long to come in, my other back teeth had laid claim to a spacious high and low rise tooth complex. The wisdom teeth, (who shall be nameless to protect the guilty) couldnt have that, so they sent in the top right wisdom tooth (number 1) to "rough up" the others. Well, this guy ran straight into my number 2 and squished his roots together, compacting it and causing an infection to raise holy heck inside my gums. Number 2 will be on his way out, plucked from his home without his 401k, thanks to that pesky number 1. But in the meantime, the amoxicillin and vicodin are helping me get over the future loss of number 2.