maybe we'll stand in aunt and uncles garage (not long before the curious crowds gather and medical teams sweep in and out of that house and clean the rust colored blood from the 2005 carpet, forensic investigators look for signs of foul play and find none) and uncle will suggest a pliers or some fishing line and a doorknob. we won't really be sure if he's joking.
and we will ponder the idea. the tooth is surely as annoying as a sock that's been drenched in mid june rainwater so of course we'll consider it.
pull it out, fast and efficient, like a bandaid. we all hate bandaids.
