Snaggle is hanging on by a thread. We spent the better part of the night trying to pull it out. We tried wiggling it with floss.
Pulling it with tongs.
Twisting it with a tissue.
Dad offered to tie a string to the tooth and let his drone fly it out.
Ryan offered to punch me in the face to knock it out.
And, finally, Dad just pleaded with it to jump out of my face.
Not today. Stay strong, little snaggle.
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