I recently removed the dusted tooth of wisdom (the hell they grow wax) I am standing on the street, waiting for the guy to come after me. A full mouth of cotton, turned back to the road, so still three people asked the guy how to go. And only in the car I understood why they scratched so much from me when I turned around and cried that I could not say, the guy offered to look in the rear-view mirror - all the lips and around in the blood with the flow of bloody saliva ( scratched vigorously, and anesthesia acts, I don't feel that it flows) cheeks swollen, a vampire swallowed, fucking, horror!