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  "textContent": "biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist:\n\n> douche-canoe-regatta:\n>\n>> biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist:\n>>\n>>> howtobangyourmonster:\n>>>\n>>>> biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist:\n>>>>\n>>>>> biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist:\n>>>>>\n>>>>>> ultimately i just want to be an object that attract crows\n>>>>>\n>>>>> “is this why you keep stealing people’s gold fillings while they’re asleep” no that’s unrelated\n>>>>\n>>>> Back when I was in forensic anthropology undergrad, one of my favorite units we did was on teeth. We received a mint tin full of teeth, and we had a plastic tray we taped a grid onto with a space for each tooth position, and then we had to use the wear patterns on the teeth and other factors to determine what position each tooth had held when it was in a person. I’ve always thought teeth were cool, when I was a kid and one of my silver-capped baby teeth fell out, I wore it around my neck as a pendant until I lost it somewhere, so I loved this unit.\n>>>>\n>>>> At the time, I was also working at a pawn shop, and people would sometimes sell us teeth that had gold fillings, and one of the employees would remove the gold and then we were to dispose of the teeth, but I collected them in my own little tin at work to practice with(ethically-dubious, keeping people’s teeth without permission). One day, someone was at my desk and found my little tin of teeth and freaked out and threw them all away and I was very sad.\n>>>>\n>>>> I also briefly worked as a dental assistant for a time, that was also fun, but I didn’t get to keep any teeth.\n>>>\n>>> this website just feels like home\n>>\n>> This reminds me of the time I found a bag of teeth in my glovebox!\n>>\n>> On break one day, hiding in my car as per usual, I innocently attempted to shove a handful of loose tip money in my glove compartment, i.e. a Later Me problem. However, when the door fell open, a bag of absolutely wretchéd (human?) teeth shamelessly presented itself with a hearty CLUNK as the drawer slammed open from the weight.\n>>\n>> I contemplated the bag of teeth as it settled, gently clacking, telling me… something.\n>>\n>> First thought:_Well, of course there’s a bag of teeth in my glove box._ Not a modicum of shock. It felt… inevitable. Oh yeah, here’s the teeth. The teeth compartment. There they are. A mysterious bag of (extremely filthy? HUMAN??) teeth is confusing and potentially threatening to most, sure. But I know who I am.\n>>\n>> More importantly, I know who I’m married to.\n>>\n>> Gathering up the precarious bag of (fake human? yes??) teeth, I sent my spouse this image and the following question:\n>>\n>> # **Why is there a bag of teeth in my car**\n>\n> see u just can’t get this shit on twitter",
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