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When I had my wisdom teeth removed, they gave me too much happy juice. The last thing I remembered was getting a needle in my arm, the nurse asking me to count to 100, me saying "1... 2... 3..." and then blackness. I awoke several hours later lying on the couch back home with stitches and gauze in my mouth.
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