Dude get your wisdom teeth out. I finally did it after putting it off for a couple years and no joke I had FUN.
Walked in and the surgeon was a smokin hot chick in her 20s, and she was blasting Ixnay on the Hombre by The Offspring, which would be the soundtrack to the procedure.
Sit down, talk for a bit and I joke around with her for a while, then she ASKS ME WHAT DRUGS I WANT. Hooks me up with a few rips of nitrous oxide on my request. Then starts rattling off the shit she can give me for the surgery.
I chose KETAMINE! SPECIAL K FTW! I seriously kept snapping out of trances and getting emotionally attached to the tools and forceps and shit in my field of vision. Meanwhile Offspring tracks are blasting and I'm intermittently laughing my *** off.
It was not only the most fun I've ever had in relation to anything dental, it was one of the better drug experiences I've had in my life.
Bottom line, hot chicks + drugs + ANYTHING ELSE = //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/smile.gif.1ebc41e1811405b213edfc4622c41e27.gif
note: despite the lowlife nature of finding joy in this experience, I am not a frequent drug user.