Monday, December 6th,2010: a day that changed my life. For those who haven't heard, seen me, or got the news flash...I no longer have pink railroad tracks! Two years of agony, endless flossin', brushing,pickin', lispin', and, lets be honest, spitin'being unable to eat a friggin' thing I like, and now...FREEDOM! I feel like a Stripper that grew a third boob! Woot, Woot! My whites are pearly. They are currently hangin' out naked and unfettered as all Queenie's parts should be. GET OFF ME! They still hurt like hell, but that hasn't stopped me from shovin' them into innocent people's faces and demanding they say somethin' awesome about them! I feel just like the cat who got the cream...:) Yes, the Mules are jealous, but they can get over it. I deserve this. I waited friggin' years and years to get this done,and even my tooth sadist said they are "magnificent"...magnificent people! Even if he's lyin, I frankly don't give