My homegirl Alexis is planning to get her wisdom teeth out soon and I was reminded about the time when Brock got his out and was so powerfully stoned when he woke up that he told the medical staff that "teddybear" was the assigned individual waiting in the lobby to help him get home. He actually couldn't speak, so wrote it out for them in his sad, miserable wealthy-grandpa-being-conned-out-of-life-savings-on-his-deathbed handwriting. I'll look for the document in my records and scan it if I find it. I'll be ready to document the whole event more throroughly when Alexis does the surgery.
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