I spent best part of an hour with a dentist pulling, drilling and bashing my tooth, killing nerves and generally hell.
I HURT.
I am in bed, I haven't even made it downstairs to find the painkillers I desperately need.
Flameboy is getting in and out of MY bed.
I cannot even yell downstairs to get him moved.
DD passed on a message for me
F*cking WoW.