My dentist advised that under the crown I've had on a molar for twenty years, an infection was busily rampaging. As such, I had to had to have the damn thing out today. It was AWFUL. It took her bloody ages of yanking and tugging and the final rip was just appalling and the foul taste that filled my mouth...well. Got home and took a picture, of course. I know, I am absolutely grim. Shared for my fellow sporners. (Note, if it gets infected and there is actual pus, I will CRY.)