My wisdom tooth hurts like the mother of all bitches. There's this flap of skin hanging over it, and food gets under it. And every time my wisdom tooth comes out a little more, it rips that skin even farther out. The penacilin they gave me helps, but in trade it gives me a raging case of the shits like the shits have never raged before. It says my birthday is 4/20/80 on my perscription. I'm such a hippy.