For at least a decade I've resisted the persistent efforts of many people to give in and join the dim witted masses. I've always looked forward to the opportunity to one day be a wise old man, kinda like a slightly taller and less green Yoda, and I knew to give in would shatter those dreams. Temptation has come and gone, with many 'professionals' seeking to crack my armor.
Tomorrow I will give in. Adios wisdom teeth. I will miss you: from the challenges of brushing you, to the odd aches and pains, I never quite forgot you were there. I'll wake from my slumber, and I'll poke around to make sure I wasn't toothjacked while I was asleep, and for once, I'll not reassuringly find them. RIP